Description: He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright tan and grey, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems, and he perpetually has his flail ready. He has a silver handlebar mustache and slicked back silver hair. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is mildly Human supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of dire rats may trigger it at times.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: A deep hatred of dire rats; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Slave, Nature. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is dressed in an above average manner, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'10" when asserting himself. His brown hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his small grey hat.

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. He is an amazing painter.

History: William was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Ostracized due to the martial powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Persistence, Gifted, Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He has shaved his head bald. He is baby faced.

Personality: Clerebold speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. 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: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found.

Ideals: Impeccable, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Adventurer, Family, Rich. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: Carnelian (80 gp).

Description: A 5'8" western man, he wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His hair, while still mostly red, has prominent grey streaks. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: Charles was born with his mother's beautiful face. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Scribe. He struck the Scribe job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Debt. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 13000 cp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he has a large green mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his tan robe. He sports a long blonde beard, and similarly colored long hair. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his top green hat.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Balimaar was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Warrior, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Warrior in service of a powerful lord somewhere. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Priest hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Ideals: Passionate, Logical. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 700 gp.