Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'0" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His moppish auburn hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: He was born in the north. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Dean took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up lance and armor he uses now. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and to protect his home

Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Nature, Guardian. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 30 pp.

Description: 6'4" and muscular, this northern man is renowned for his bright pastel suits and hats. He wears a deerstalker hat to cover his moderate length golden hair. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: To be a Sellsword again; and expand his business

Ideals: Athletic, Joker, Justice. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He prefers to wear flannel. His hair is cut close to his head. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Alex took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up scythe and armor he uses now. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Thin and wheezing

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

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He always admired martial-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and he's in love

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Has a crush. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 1700 sp.

Description: He is an average looking eastern male in his early mid-life. He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He has a long chestnut beard with little hanging trinkets. His eyes are brown and catlike.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. In his 14th year, his parents were killed by a drow raid, leaving Roger alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He bought a longbow and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by drow, and he desires to right it

Flaws: Cynical, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 2400 sp.