Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He is dressed in a clean black cloak covering his clean studded leather. His red hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. 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 routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Persistence, Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Occupation: Server

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 40 pp.

Description: An older man who wears tan painted combat armor at almost all times, he is not a threatening figure. His golden hair is singed and shortened. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. 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: He was born into a rich family. His first spouse was a Apothecary, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. 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 end his boredom.

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 200 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp).

Description: He has a missing right leg. He wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a pickaxe, but if one is not available he will default to his falchion. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide his balding. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He refers to his adoptive father 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: Charles was born with his father's beautiful face. 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 has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister; and to reunite with his absent father

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This man wears long strands of amber and short black dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He has black hair. His brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. 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: He was born on a small isolated farm. Percival liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to goblins demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and money/treasure

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Family, Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 2200 sp. 1 Masterwork studded leather. 1 Banded mail. 1 Breastplate.

Description: He has a missing left leg. He has a large black mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his brown robe. He is bald on top and has large blonde tufts of hair around his ears. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines violet.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and money/treasure

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Emotional. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 100 gp.