Description: This younger middle-aged man is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior, and a wedding ring on his left hand. His feathered hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His eyes are brown and he is always smoking a pipe.

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 does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: His psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He always admired psionic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This malnourished man is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His hair is short and golden. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Everard 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. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing painting.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He bought a bastard sword and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert, Artistic. Bonds: Poor, Nature, Job. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: An older man who is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down, he is not a threatening figure. His chestnut hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a wide-brimmed hat. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 6. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was born in the west. Raymond was born on a far western plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Priest. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'6" when asserting himself. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears red trousers with brown and blue striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He has moderate length black hair. He has gleaming, smiling blue eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

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. Balimaar was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Balimaar decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 20000 cp. 1 Half-Plate.