Description: He is a husky man, who has a large violet mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his blue robe. He has dyed his greying silver hair a little too much giving a sharp silver color. He has gleaming, smiling brown eyes.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Bather arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane, Addict. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Standing 6'1", this man wears black leather gloves, a black jacket, and tight pants. His hair is black and curly. His eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Weaver. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insomniac, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He wears an entirely black suit with pastel socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He carries a battered ceremonial dagger and tarnished sword as well. His hair is cut close to his head. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Theodoric took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up sword and armor he uses now. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and he is content

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: This southern man is abnormally tall. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He sports a long brown beard, and similarly colored long hair. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Rolf was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Fighter, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Fighter in service of a powerful lord somewhere. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Servant hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 1000 sp. Violet garnet (400 gp). Jasper (40 gp). Obsidian (13 gp).

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He wears a colorful flower in his white hair. His eyes are a pleasant brown.

Personality: Dean hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his dancing career. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.