Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His silver hair is greasy and uncared for. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

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 spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Robert was born the youngest of three triplets. 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. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Darkwood Shield.

Description: He is lean but muscular and dresses well, wearing violet shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He has dyed his greying red hair a little too much giving a sharp red color. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. The war was a terrible time for him, and Anselm does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Anselm was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. After a long history of fighting, Anselm and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and his religion dominates his actions

Flaws: Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Religious. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He has no hair. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 94. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Shy. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 1100 sp.

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized tan coat. He carries a battered sickle and tarnished scimitar as well. He wears a small hat to hide his balding. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. 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. Trym fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 38000 sp.

Description: This malnourished man is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His tied-back hair is auburn. His eyes are likewise brown.

Personality: Cory speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Cory is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born to a Barrister, his mother struggled to pay the bills. Being born in the east, 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 east 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 became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Impeccable, Justice. Bonds: Poor, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 47000 sp.