Description: He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He carries with him a set of flails on his belt, each one with a jet on the hilt. With a patchy golden beard and wild golden hair. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. His martial abilities were realized during a raid on his village. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Bernard fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Military, Poor. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 200 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 likes to wear blue tank tops with black pants. His hair is long and brown with streaks of black, and is pulled back with small blue clips. His beard is black, braided, and well cared for. His eyes are a pleasant gray.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: He comes from a rich western family. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is greedy

Flaws: Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Military. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This eastern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light green in addition to tight pants. His white hair is matted, messy, and big. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. A true patriot, Balimaar would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. 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: Expand his business; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Military, Rich, Job. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 500 gp. Red spinel (40 gp). Emerald (700 gp). White pearl (40 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 6'0" and wears suspenders and grey workpants. His shirt is tan, and he wears a heavy grey leather apron most of the time. He has moderate length blonde hair. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Beggar who has hired him part-time. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Geoffrey was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His first spouse was a Sage, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and his religion dominates his actions

Bonds: Has a crush, Family, Mentor, Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 200 gp. Hematite (12 gp). Chrysoberyl (40 gp). Onyx (30 gp).

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep grey leather and dull red iron scale mail. Sporting a brown mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He has violet eyes and a grey hat with a red feather.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. A gifted student he started as a Beggar, but he got bored and became a Mortician. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he is greedy

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 600 gp.