Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His chestnut hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. He has a dull look in his brown eyes.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. He found a children's book about a Human Fighter 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. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Justice, Joker. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 5000 sp. 1 Healer’s kit. 1 Masterwork manacles.

Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he wears a tattered pair of loose pastel pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He has moderate length auburn hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Painter hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is wearing a tight black one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'2" when asserting himself. His silver hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Percival has worked very hard to control his curse. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to protect his home

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict, Disease. Bonds: Guardian, Nature. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 20000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He sports tan clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He carries with him a set of shields on his belt, each one with a jet on the hilt. His brown hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His eyes are gray and catlike.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Mortician. He struck the Mortician job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Mentor, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 21000 cp.

Description: The light-skinned man stands 5'7" and wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a greataxe on his belt. His tied-back hair is blonde. 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 cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: Geoffrey was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Geoffrey took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up greataxe and armor he uses now. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Geoffrey fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated, Persistence. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 50 pp. 1 Good lock. 1 Simple lock.