Description: A moderately attractive man, he is wearing a long, pastel cloak. His tied-back hair is silver. His eyes are blue and catlike.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the east. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Drogo was born the youngest of three triplets. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the east; and he wants revenge against giants

Ideals: Pacifist, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Silver holy symbol.

Description: An older man who very much looks the part of a Mortician, he is not a threatening figure. Sporting a red mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He is an amazing painter.

History: Lewis was born with his mother's beautiful face. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 12 years.

Motivation: Expand his business; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Gifted, Athletic. Bonds: Job, Religious, Attractive. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears blue robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a quarterstaff, but if one is not available he will default to his flail. He wears his silver hair up. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Theobald grew up listening to his mother's many stories. Being born in the south, 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 south 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. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature flail.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and sabotage a competitor

Bonds: Job, Enemies, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 1 Small steel mirror. 1 Average lock. 1 Masterwork Musical instrument.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he usually wears his brown robe and has his scimitar always slung over his shoulder. He keeps his long golden hair kept up in a rat tail. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Roger isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 3100 sp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His white hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He always admired druidic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Chain shirt.