Description: He is a pot bellied eastern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a grey coat over a violet low-cut shirt, and a small hat upon his head. His hair is cut close to his head. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. The war was a terrible time for him, and Theobald does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Slave Trader arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. 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 dedicated himself to building a better village for his children.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Rich. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He wears a simple tan robe with pastel stripes complete with hood. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He wears a colorful flower in his chestnut hair. His eyes are a pleasant brown.

Personality: He hates Humans with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Masseuse business.

History: Trym lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. 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. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Masseuse and was forced into it by his family; and marry his brother to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a white vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His blue leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his white boots flare out at the collars. His red hair is knotted and matted. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: John was born the youngest of three triplets. 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. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Knight they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Doctor, and he later adopted a second daughter.

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

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 2500 sp.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears skinny pants and wears a brown and black robe with the hood down. His hair is silver and curly. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady violet eyes.

Personality: Theobald is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.

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. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The mother sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his mother's willingness to do anything to win. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact.

Ideals: Extrovert, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'6" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His black hair is braided into rings. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. His childhood dream was to be a Stableman, but he was a colossal failure. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Poor, Job, Family. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: Just what you see.