Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His silver hair and beard is wavy and long. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. A friendly and beautiful Human, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

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 father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Jocelyn was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Jocelyn fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and a deep hatred of orcs

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Enemies. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 200 gp. Peridot (60 gp). Red-brown spinel (50 gp).

Description: He likes to wear brown tank tops with white pants. He carries with him a set of scythes, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His head has been shaved. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his mother.

History: Godfrey was born the youngest of three triplets. His mother worked until he suffered an accident while they were digging through a hill for a new route. He had to support his now crippled mother and took his mother's old job. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Mortician and was forced into it by his family.

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 20000 cp.

Description: He wears a white armored body suit, with a simple pastel line shooting up and back down, and carries quarterstaffs. His silver hair, when down, is lengthy. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Hugh has worked very hard to control his curse. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Hugh fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive, Disease. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his dagger with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He has dyed his greying silver hair a little too much giving a sharp silver color. His ears are large.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes orcs are coming to abduct people. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His arcane abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 20000 sp. Silver comb with moonstones (400 gp). 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His black hair, when down, is lengthy. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. 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.

Flaws: Mundane, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). 1 Simple lock. 1 Masterwork manacles. 1 Magnifying glass.