Description: This light-skinned male wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy chestnut hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: Adam was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Joker, Persistence. Flaws: Insane, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 22000 cp. Lapis lazuli (15 gp). Rose (40 gp). Rhodochrosite (15 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with white colored cloaks and clothing. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his mace, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. His white hair is smooth and relatively long. His skin is flawless and his amber eyes scan people very quickly.

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. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is greedy

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Addict, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 400 gp.

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 has a large violet mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his grey robe. His tied-back hair is red. His eyes are blue and beady.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He has all his life been fascinated with poetry.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Job. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 1000 sp.

Description: He wears light armors faded through time and improper care, and carries daggers. He is bald on top and has large auburn tufts of hair around his ears. He is baby faced.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Barkeep. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He struck the Barkeep job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: To be a Painter again.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 300 gp. An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (140 gp). 1 Half-Plate. 1 Masterwork Light wooden shield. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: He wears a black vest and prefers brown and blue shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He carries with him a set of crossbows, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He wears his black hair up in a very large beehive style do. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is fiercely devoted to his father, and views his father's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-sister.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. 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. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Wymar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers; and to reunite with his absent father

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 900 gp.