Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His hair is long and auburn with streaks of golden, and is pulled back with small brown clips. His beard is golden, braided, and well cared for. He has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Gunter lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. In his 12th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and a deep hatred of goblins

Flaws: Cynical, Fearful. Bonds: Family, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: An older man who is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing black cape and mantle trimmed with soft red waves gently in the breeze, he is not a threatening figure. He wears a broad hat to hide his balding. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. 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 Sellsword. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Job, Family. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized tan coat. He carries a battered lance and tarnished kukri as well. He has styled his brown hair well, parting it to the left. He has green eyes and a tan hat with a violet feather.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Military. Occupation: Guard

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His black hair is singed and shortened. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and expand his business

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This malnourished man dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. With bright chestnut hair and a scraggly beard. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He always admired psionic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was granted psionic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: To protect his home.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Lazy. Bonds: Poor, Guardian. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Half-Plate.