Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He has done his best to style his red hair to look like a famous performer. His eyes are hazel and beady.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Priest. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his warhammer with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His hair is long and blonde with streaks of black, and is pulled back with small tan clips. His beard is black, braided, and well cared for. He has a dull look in his green eyes.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Sailor arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and a deep hatred of giants

Ideals: Opinionated, Optimist. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 3000 sp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is dark but he possesses many green ritualistic tattoos. He wears a brown cloak and cross-gartered green stockings. His auburn hair is lengthy. His eyes are amber and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. In his 17th year, his parents were killed by a drow raid, leaving Alex alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He's in love; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Disease, Addict. Bonds: Enemies, Has a crush. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 2400 sp.

Description: He has the majority of his body covered in plate, and he perpetually has his longsword ready. He has dyed his greying blonde hair a little too much giving a sharp blonde color. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. 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. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Lance fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions.

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated, Gifted. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: He wears a pastel armored body suit, with a simple black line shooting up and back down. He carries with him a set of warhammers, each one with a jet on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. With bright chestnut hair and a scraggly beard. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Percival wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Barbarian, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He has all his life been fascinated with writing.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He has never given up on his writing dream.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Occupation: Animal Trainer

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

Possessions: 2000 sp.