Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his glaive, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a card on it. He has moderate length blonde hair. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

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 lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane, Selfish, Insane. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 50000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of magic around his neck, and a monstrous two handed axe on his belt. He is portly but not overly obese. His golden hair is braided into rings. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. His childhood dream was to be a Baker, but he was a colossal failure. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Barkeep.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 5000 sp. Moss agate (14 gp). 1 Half-Plate. 1 Full Plate. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Banded mail.

Description: This western man wears bulky red painted plate armor. His clothes are grease stained in places. His chestnut hair is knotted and matted. He has a dull look in his violet eyes.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Bookbinder born in the past three hundred years. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He's also a talented Miner, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is in excellent shape and has the majority of his body covered in plate. His golden hair is thinning but still full. His gray eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He is content; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 400 gp. Golden yellow topaz (900 gp). White pearl (160 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a tattered pair of loose tan pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He has shaved his head bald. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady violet eyes.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Crown-heir but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Theobald was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Theobald took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up morningstar and armor he uses now. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Crown-heir and was forced into it by his family; and balancing his hectic life and new crown-heir responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.