Description: He tends to wear a yellow poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He has moderate length brown hair. His eyes are amber and beady.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Ralf was born the youngest of three triplets. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage.

Ideals: Optimist, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, PTSD. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 100 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp).

Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition, and he perpetually has his longbow ready. His brown hair is still thick. His eyes are hazel and beady.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Lance grew up listening to his mother's many stories. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 20 pp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears dull grey sweaters, loose blue pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed falchion, just in case. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. 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: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Adelard took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up falchion and armor he uses now. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, In love, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: 5'6" and muscular, this western man wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his sword with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He sports a long red beard, and similarly colored long hair. His amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He has all his life been fascinated with music.

History: Wymar lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Through the years after Wymar was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Wymar's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers.

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a red top hat and red clothes. His hair is cut close to his head. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 91. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. 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. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is greedy

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Fearful, Mundane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 1 Silver holy symbol.