Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a blue coat over a yellow low-cut shirt, and a feathered hat upon his head. His hair is long and black with streaks of brown, and is pulled back with small blue clips. His beard is brown, braided, and well cared for. His eyes are likewise violet.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: Heward lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. 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 Baker. He tends to his Baker job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and to reunite with his absent father

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Family, Job. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 70 pp. Eye agate (7 gp). White pearl (80 gp). Iolite (50 gp). Jasper (50 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: This man stands a little under 6'1" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He wears a colorful flower in his red hair. His eyes are violet.

Personality: He hates brigands. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Professionalism. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Mentor, Rich. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He is an epitome of beauty. He has a very tight haircut. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he is greedy

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a white cloak and cross-gartered black stockings. His hair is brown and curly. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His childhood dream was to be a Junk Dealer, but he was a colossal failure. He became a Sellsword soon after.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Flaws: Emotional, Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Job. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: The light-skinned man stands 6'4" and wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a black coat. He has no hair. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his small black hat.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Born in the north to a Weaver, Ralf learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. Being born in the north, 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 north 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 west. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and he desires to right it; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 500 gp. Rose (30 gp). Rose (30 gp). Smoky quartz (30 gp).