Description: He is lean but muscular and wears suspenders and white workpants. His shirt is brown, and he wears a heavy white leather apron most of the time. With a patchy chestnut beard and wild chestnut hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His childhood dream was to be a Interpreter, but he was a colossal failure. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Optimist, Professionalism. Flaws: Disease, Impulsive. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An older man who wears silk and lounges about seductively, he is not a threatening figure. His blonde hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

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. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Manfred is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Mortician work with an outfit from a few towns over. Mortician work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He tends to his Mortician job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and he is greedy

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Job, Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His black hair is thinning but still full. His hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Jocelyn abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Darkwood Shield.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He wears a black coat over a violet low-cut shirt, and a small hat upon his head. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His tied-back hair is golden. He has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Simon 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 made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Optimist, Impeccable. Bonds: Slave, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 1200 gp. Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1200 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (400 gp).

Description: He wears a fancy brown suit. He has white hair. His skin is flawless and his violet eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Percival was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He's also a talented Barber, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Job, Military. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 20000 sp. 1 Banded mail. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Breastplate. 1 Masterwork Light steel shield.