Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His brown hair is long and unkept. His gray eyes are slightly larger than normal.

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. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He was born into a rich family. 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. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Bookbinder they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Mason, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and to unite with his brother

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Emotional. Bonds: Rich, Family, Slave. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 40 pp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His hair is blonde and very short. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: Kody was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Fighter, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Fighter in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 600 gp. Carnelian (40 gp). Fire opal (500 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1200 gp).

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His black hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. He has green eyes and a tan hat with a white feather.

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 is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. 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. After a long history of fighting, Raymond and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Rich. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He has no hair. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Godfrey's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

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 parents enrolled him in a Fighter school at a young age so that he could practice his martial talents. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Godfrey fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 45000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This younger middle-aged man typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep red leather and dull white iron scale mail, and a wedding ring on his left hand. His long white hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his brown eyes.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Rolf lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Spy they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Baker, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found.

Ideals: Professionalism. Bonds: In love, Attractive, Family, Rich. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Small steel mirror. 1 Average lock.