Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His long brown hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His ears are large.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To end his boredom.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He wears skinny pants and wears a white and brown robe with the hood down. His black hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Born to a Crown-heir, his mother struggled to pay the bills. After coming to the age of reason, Adelard took it upon himself to study the divine arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of specialists.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and to be a crown-heir again

Ideals: Gifted, Justice. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His golden hair is still thick. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He uses divination through singing.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature scimitar.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 2200 sp.

Description: A 5'4" northern man, he wears dark leathers with embroidery. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Balimaar embodies much of what other species detest in the Humans. He works hard and plays hard.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Layabout. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Layabout responsibilities is difficult.

Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic, Hedonist. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He 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. He is an epitome of beauty. With bright chestnut hair and a scraggly beard. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. The war was a terrible time for him, and Trey does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He is a Succubi in disguise. 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 spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

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

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Adventurer, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 100 gp.