Description: This fat northern man has a bulbous nose and wears dull white sweaters, loose black pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed lance, just in case. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His hair is long and chestnut with streaks of red, and is pulled back with small white clips. His beard is red, braided, and well cared for. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. 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: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. When Nicholas reached his early adolescence his Human mother 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. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Stylist they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Adventurer, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and an old rival family wants him found

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Military. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 16000 cp. 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: This man dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He has dyed his greying blonde hair a little too much giving a sharp blonde color. His half smiles and blue eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

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 does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Born to a Scribe, his mother struggled to pay the bills. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Roofer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His chestnut hair is matted, messy, and big. His eyes are hazel.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Tim was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. A serious injury left his mother unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm mother. He tends to his Soapmaker job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Soapmaker and was forced into it by his family; and balancing his hectic life and new soapmaker responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Optimist, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Debt, Family. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

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 is wearing a tight blue one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He has a very tight haircut. He has brown eyes and a blue hat with a red feather.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Shy, Hedonist, Insane. Occupation: Priest

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 28000 cp. Deep blue spinel (200 gp). Iolite (50 gp). 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Breastplate. 1 Masterwork studded leather.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is dark but he possesses many white ritualistic tattoos. He wears silk and lounges about seductively. He has moderate length red hair. He has hazel eyes and a red hat with a white feather.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: The child of a Sage, who enjoyed hunting, Heward was taken on many hunting expeditions. When Heward 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 hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Military. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.