Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He wears a blue cloak and cross-gartered red stockings, marred by chocolates. His wide-brimmed hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: He was born at the edge of vast forest. When Hunter reached his early adolescence his Human father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: In love, Nature, Military. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'9" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His white hair is thinning but still full. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Randal fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Military. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This man wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His broad hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. 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: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Anthony was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He moved out north to avoid the crime he committed. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Crown-heir responsibilities is difficult; and money/treasure

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Mentor, Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 2900 sp.

Description: With yellow face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears green leather gloves, a green jacket, and tight pants. He wears a top hat to hide his balding. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Religious. Occupation: Baker

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 2900 sp.

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized blue coat, and carries shields. His auburn hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Mortician. 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: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the north. Heward was born on a far northern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Mortician. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Job, Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 600 gp. Blue sapphire (400 gp). Citrine (40 gp).