Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. He has a white handlebar mustache and slicked back white hair. His skin is flawless and his green eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: Gifted from a young age, Reynard studied abroad. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Body Guard. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and he would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Athletic, Justice, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Nature. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He usually wears his black robe and has his monstrous two handed axe always slung over his shoulder. He is physically well-built. With bright black hair and a scraggly beard. His eyes are amber and catlike.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He uses divination through singing.

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. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and to reunite with his absent father

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Bonds: Nature, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Masterwork Heavy wooden shield. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He sports pastel clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His hair is golden and curly. His fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when giants swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His first spouse was a Unemployed, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Religious, Family. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He is portly but not overly obese. His auburn hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Theobald will drive conversation. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

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 was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He tends to his Apothecary job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert, Philantrophist, Gifted, Athletic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is light but he possesses many blue ritualistic tattoos. He wears suspenders and black workpants. His shirt is blue, and he wears a heavy black leather apron most of the time. He wears his white hair down. His eyes are likewise violet.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. 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: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Percival was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Military, Family. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 500 gp.