Description: This younger middle-aged man dresses like a well dressed Ruler does, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His red hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He has a dull look in his blue eyes.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Ruler born in the past three hundred years. He is obsessed with his god.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and balancing his hectic life and new ruler responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, In love, Religious, Immigrant. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 6000 sp. Fiery yellow corundum (1200 gp). Tourmaline (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This malnourished man is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Armorer. With bright golden hair and a scraggly beard. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Born in the south to a Armorer, Balimaar learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Armorer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Armorer work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Fletcher; and expand his business

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Addict. Bonds: Poor, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He dresses in green turtlenecks beneath a brown coat with pastel slacks. His red hair has been sun bleached extensively. His brown eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Ralf 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 got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears green painted combat armor at almost all times. His blonde hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

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 mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Gifted from a young age, Balimaar studied abroad. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he is content

Ideals: Extrovert, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 24000 cp. Carnelian (60 gp). 1 Breastplate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior, marred by beers. He wears his black hair up. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Lewis's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: Lewis was born the youngest of three triplets. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and marry his brother to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: Chalcedony (30 gp). Smoky quartz (30 gp). 1 Superior lock. 1 Masterwork Musical instrument. 1 Average lock.