Description: This tall, slender man is wearing a long, grey, dusty cloak. He wears his white hair up in a very large beehive style do. His brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. 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: Wants to work out more often; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic, Persistence, Athletic. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 29000 cp. 1 Thunderstones.

Description: Standing 5'2", this man wears a black top hat and black clothes. He is bald on top and has large brown tufts of hair around his ears. 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 has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Marshal profession.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion; and many dire rats want him driven away

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 7000 sp. Black pearl (1300 gp). Chrysoberyl (50 gp).

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a grey shirt, with a brown mid length shorts with brown tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. With a patchy black beard and wild black hair. His eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: He is a Herbalist first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of giants once and for all.

History: A powerful wizard made him what he is. A gifted student he started as a Butcher, but he got bored and became a Herbalist. He bought a sickle and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Bonds: Job, Enemies, Mentor, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 22000 sp.

Description: He is renowned for his bright blue suits and hats. He has blonde hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: He was born into a rich family. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

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

Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Job. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he is wearing a long, blue cloak. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to cover his moderate length golden hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Percival liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He bought a warhammer and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Nature, Family. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.