Description: A 5'6" western man, he wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with black lining and desert motifs. His tied-back hair is brown. His eyes are violet and beady.

Personality: This man loves singing and to teach people singing more than just about anything. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

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. He has never given up on his singing dream.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Disease, Insomniac. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is light but he possesses many pastel ritualistic tattoos. He is typically in his Slave Trader uniform. He has a white handlebar mustache and slicked back white hair. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. Everard enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Everard grew up listening to his father's many stories. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Slave Trader for hire.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Disease, Hedonist. Bonds: Job, Guardian, Adventurer. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 800 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (600 gp). Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (170 gp).

Description: He wears an entirely pastel suit with red socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He keeps his long silver hair kept up in a rat tail. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 27000 sp.

Description: This man dresses in blue turtlenecks beneath a red coat with yellow slacks, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His hair, while still mostly brown, has prominent grey streaks. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his green eyes.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. Rolf enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He has achieved small success as a Banker.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Banker

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 140 pp.

Description: He wears a worn and beaten armor. He carries with him a set of warhammers, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His silver hair is still thick. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. The war was a terrible time for him, and Percival does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Percival 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 hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life.

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Flaws: Insomniac, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 600 gp.