Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his spear with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He has wavy red hair. His eyes are brown and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was born into a rich family. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Humans in Gomory's homeland. Gomory decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Ideals: Disciplined, Philantrophist, Fighting. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 200 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (400 gp).

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears violet robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a bow, but if one is not available he will default to his ceremonial dagger. He has no hair. He has brown eyes and a violet hat with a green feather.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his father. 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 remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life.

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'5" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His hair is golden and curly. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Ralf will drive conversation. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: A child with a great deal of painting talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He found a children's book about a Human Wizard who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Extrovert, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his whip, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a card on it. He wears his black hair down. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines violet.

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 a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: Theobald lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His first spouse was a Mercenary, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He has a missing right leg. He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He has shaved his head bald. His eyes are a pleasant violet.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. His parents enrolled him in a Aristocrat school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: Hematite (11 gp). Star ruby (1500 gp).