Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears grey robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a falchion, but if one is not available he will default to his flail. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Justice, Gifted. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 1900 sp. Brown-green garnet (130 gp). Freshwater pearl (13 gp).

Description: He is dressed in earthy colors with a violet and brown handkerchief worn on his right side. He carries with him a set of kukris, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His blonde hair is heavily combed to the right. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his blue eyes.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. Being born in the west, 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 west 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 since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Fighting, Justice, Opinionated. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Family. Occupation: Brewer

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

Possessions: 1 Full Plate. 1 Full Plate.

Description: This northern man typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep white leather and dull tan iron scale mail. His clothes are grease stained in places. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy white hair. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep white leather and dull brown iron scale mail. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His feathered hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady blue eyes.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his mother. 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Insane. Bonds: Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 140 pp. Violet garnet (1500 gp). Azurite (13 gp). Jasper (50 gp). Lapis lazuli (13 gp). White pearl (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his halberd with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He has no hair. His eyes are green and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Through the years after Dean was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Dean's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Antagonistic. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 3200 sp. 1 Simple lock. 1 Masterwork Thieves’ tools. 1 Magnifying glass.