Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He carries a battered hammer and tarnished sai as well. His silver hair, when down, is lengthy. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He was granted arcane powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He is greedy; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He usually wears his white robe and has his shield always slung over his shoulder. His hair is chestnut, silky, and of moderate length. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: He was born in the east. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. John took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up shield and armor he uses now. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Flaws: Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: This younger middle-aged man tends to wear a large brown jacket, and a wedding ring on his left hand. He wears a colorful flower in his silver hair. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. Miles enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Being born in the west, 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 west 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 east. Some 8 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Miles never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: In love, Attractive, Rich, Family. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 700 sp. Violet garnet (200 gp). Sardonyx (60 gp). Black pearl (200 gp).

Description: He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with brown colored cloaks and clothing. He carries with him a set of pickaxes, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His hair is long and black with streaks of golden, and is pulled back with small brown clips. His beard is golden, braided, and well cared for. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: Henry 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... He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Henry fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He is bald on top and has large blonde tufts of hair around his ears. His amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Seamstress. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: Cory was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Seamstress for the past few years.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Poor, Slave. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: Just what you see.