Description: He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured, and he perpetually has his shield ready. He has a brown handlebar mustache and slicked back brown hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Roland was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He worked as a nervous Sailor and found it very stressful. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: To be a Marshal again; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted, Optimist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 20 pp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man has a large black mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his grey robe, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His auburn hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His skin is flawless and his blue eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. 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 served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When Ernest reached his early adolescence his Human father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His long silver hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. 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: Born to a pair of adventurers, Geoffrey grew up listening to his mother's many stories. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature bow.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Terse. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. His long red hair reaches down to his waist. This green eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing writing.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He was granted arcane powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Gifted, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 400 gp. 4 Holy water.

Description: He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He carries with him a set of monstrous two handed axes, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His head has been shaved. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is mildly Human supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

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 gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Percival fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Human compassion; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Shy. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 500 gp. Amber (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item.