Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is dark but he possesses many pastel ritualistic tattoos. He prefers to wear tan pants and tee shirts. His auburn hair is matted, messy, and big. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Anselm took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up greataxe and armor he uses now. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Anselm fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 4000 sp. Iolite (30 gp). Aquamarine (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He has violet eyes and a pastel hat with a red feather.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He is obsessed with his god.

History: Rolf was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Warlock, 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 Warlock in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 100 gp. Smoky quartz (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 6'5" and wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His silver hair is smooth and relatively long. His eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Barber profession.

History: A child with a great deal of music talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Spy.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Philantrophist, Artistic, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 800 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat, and he perpetually has his kukri ready. His chestnut hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His skin is flawless and his green eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. When Gilbert reached his early adolescence his Human father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Gilbert fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Military. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 1000 sp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His hair, while still mostly silver, has prominent grey streaks. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Percival was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, In love, Mentor. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 20 pp. A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (60 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (130 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (300 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1700 gp).