Description: He wears a violet armored body suit, with a simple brown line shooting up and back down. His black hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. In his 19th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother 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 became a Server soon after.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Fearful, Depressed. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Server

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 1200 gp.

Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He wears bulky pastel painted plate armor. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his small pastel hat.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Mundane, Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 300 gp. Hematite (14 gp). Rose (80 gp). Rhodochrosite (14 gp).

Description: He is a mite stocky and is wearing a long, black, dusty cloak. His long red hair reaches down to his waist. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Carpenter profession.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Lance took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up hammer and armor he uses now. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and expand his business

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Religious, Job, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He has styled his red hair well, parting it to the left. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. 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: To end his boredom.

Ideals: Athletic, Professionalism. Flaws: Mundane, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: He wears a grey collared shirt and black pants. He accessorizes with a green scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'3" when asserting himself. He has moderate length brown hair. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. 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: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Through the years after Drogo was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Drogo's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero.

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 300 gp. Moss agate (11 gp).