Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His auburn hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He has dedicated himself to building a better world.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He has a missing left arm. He wears a brown tunic with grey highlights, and long white pants that bunch up around his shoes. He sports a long silver beard, and similarly colored long hair. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Anselm's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: Anselm lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Scribe. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Impeccable, Philantrophist. Bonds: Family, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He wears a small hat to hide his balding. His eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 1100 sp. Aquamarine (200 gp). Hematite (11 gp).

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Drogo was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Logical, Persistence. Flaws: Insane. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears suspenders and tan workpants. His shirt is blue, and he wears a heavy tan leather apron most of the time. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His hair is cut close to his head. His gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Cory is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Adventurer they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Masseuse, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 10000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.