Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His blonde hair is heavily combed to the left. 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's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Gifted, Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 42000 sp.

Description: This northern man wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with black lining and desert motifs. His clothes are grease stained in places. He has no hair. 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 will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the north. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Humans in Gomory's homeland. Gomory decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 80 pp.

Description: He wears black trousers with grey and white striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He carries a battered trident and tarnished lance as well. He wears his golden hair down. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when drow swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. 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. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to drow demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Revenge; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This fat northern man has a bulbous nose and prefers to wear black pants and tee shirts. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His silver hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Patrick took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up lance and armor he uses now. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Impulsive, Mundane. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 2200 sp. Old masterpiece painting (800 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (600 gp).

Description: He has a missing right leg. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty tan coat over it. His white hair is unkempt and raggedy. His eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the west. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. His parents enrolled him in a Fighter school at a young age so that he could practice his druidic talents. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and he desires to right it; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Pacifist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 300 gp.