Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He has done his best to style his red hair to look like a famous performer. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines brown.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with singing. He constantly tries to fill his life with singing. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He has had some formal singing training, and achieved minor success. He has never given up on his singing dream.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things.

Ideals: Artistic, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 6000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears violet leather gloves, a violet jacket, and tight pants. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his sai, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a dagger on it. He wears his blonde hair up. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. 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 knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Military. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His hair is white, silky, and of moderate length. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Fletcher born in the past three hundred years. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Mercenary profession.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. A gifted student he started as a Mercenary, but he got bored and became a Fletcher. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 20000 cp. Carnelian (40 gp). Amber (130 gp). Black pearl (1200 gp).

Description: He is in excellent shape and is wearing a long, green cloak. His golden hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gray eyes.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, In love. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 500 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He wears dull grey sweaters, loose black pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed spear, just in case. He carries with him a set of spears on his belt, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He has done his best to style his blonde hair to look like a famous performer. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He was born in a small mountains village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Patrick took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up spear and armor he uses now. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Patrick fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Terse. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 3200 sp.