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 prefers to wear tan clothing when he does not wear armor. He sports a flattop hair cut. His eyes are a pleasant green.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Servant arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He found a children's book about a Human Bard who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother.

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Family, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 400 gp. Citrine (50 gp). Deep green spinel (120 gp). Hematite (15 gp). Red garnet (120 gp).

Description: He is wearing a long, red cloak. His golden hair is unkempt and raggedy. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines amber.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 67. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: Rolf was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Depressed. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 800 gp. Black opal (1200 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1500 gp). Blue quartz (9 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a worn and beaten armor. His hair is long and white with streaks of silver, and is pulled back with small yellow clips. His beard is silver, braided, and well cared for. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 37. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Mentor. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears bulky tan painted plate armor. His brown hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his feathered tan hat.

Personality: Everard is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Humans in Everard's homeland. Everard decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Military. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 900 gp. Rhodochrosite (14 gp).

Description: He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with broad hat. His red hair is still thick. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Gardener born in the past three hundred years. 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: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Ralf took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up quarterstaff and armor he uses now. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 100 gp. Violet garnet (700 gp). Chalcedony (70 gp). Citrine (70 gp).