Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a robe, a symbol of his god around his neck, and a crossbow on his belt. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy red hair. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

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 frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Robert was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Stylist hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His brown hair is knotted and matted. His skin is flawless and his hazel eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. A friendly and beautiful Human, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: Born to a Architect, his mother struggled to pay the bills. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a daughter. Some 2 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Peter never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, In love. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: He is renowned for his bright white suits and hats, and he perpetually has his lance ready. Sporting a chestnut mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He got into the Locksmith business at a young age. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Family, Has a crush. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: He wears a worn and beaten armor. His hair is red and very short. He has a dull look in his gray eyes.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. 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: Gerard was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Dyer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Dyer work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He was forced to fight in gladiatorial arenas alongside his partner. They became the best of friends and one day they managed to break out together and then went their separate ways.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Bonds: Slave, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 300 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (9 gp).

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His hair is white and very short. This brown eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Professionalism, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: Just what you see.