Description: This western man dresses in black turtlenecks beneath a tan coat with blue slacks. His clothes are grease stained in places. His golden hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His half smiles and hazel eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and he would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Sage

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 1800 sp.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears a black cloak and cross-gartered white stockings. His brown hair, when down, is lengthy. He is baby faced.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Reynard grew up listening to his father's many stories. A gifted student he started as a Miner, but he got bored and became a Merchant. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Religious. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (2000 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (110 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized brown coat. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his quarterstaff, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. He keeps his silver hair in a flapper bob. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Frederick is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He worked as a nervous Mortician and found it very stressful. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Persistence, Justice, Gifted. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 70 pp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears tattered old clothes. His white hair is unkempt and raggedy. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 300 gp. Azurite (9 gp). Amber (90 gp). Rhodochrosite (9 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 black ritualistic tattoos. He wears a violet vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His black leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his violet boots flare out at the collars. His black hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: The child of a Crown-heir, who enjoyed hunting, Jocelyn was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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. Jocelyn took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up hammer and armor he uses now. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Human compassion; and he feels threatened by others

Flaws: Shy, Fearful, Insomniac, Racist. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 35000 sp.