Description: This man wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He wears his brown hair up in a very large beehive style do. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of dire rats once and for all.

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. Lance was born on a far western mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Guard. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man is very fat, and prefers to wear green clothing when he does not wear armor. His blonde hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

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 will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Military, Criminal record, Religious. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 400 sp.

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. His hair is auburn, silky, and of moderate length. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: Percival wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Fighter, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: Percival was born with his mother's beautiful face. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. After a long history of fighting, Percival and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Disciplined. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 30 pp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty brown coat over it. His red hair is thinning but still full. His violet eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was born in the west. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He was granted arcane powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, PTSD. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man dresses well, wearing green shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His silver hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

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 accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He moved out south to avoid the crime he committed. Some 9 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Tim never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, In love, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 800 sp.