Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He wears a Stetson hat to cover his moderate length silver hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. 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 brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Randal 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.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Insane, Impulsive. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 100 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). Solid gold idol (300 gp). A small bag of saffron. (60 gp).

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a brown armored body suit, with a simple green line shooting up and back down. He is bald on top and has large chestnut tufts of hair around his ears. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Map Maker business.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He tends to his Map Maker job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Heavy steel shield. 1 Banded mail.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He has a auburn handlebar mustache and slicked back auburn hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He is afraid of men and trembles around them

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty black coat over it. His hair is cut close to his head. His eyes are violet and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Percival grew up listening to his mother's many stories. Percival abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature club.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Adventurer. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 200 gp. A pair of blacksmith’s puzzle; each has a pair of interlocked iron designs that users try to take apart and put back together (50 gp). Old masterpiece painting (500 gp).

Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He very much looks the part of a Doctor. He wears a broad hat to cover his moderate length red hair. He has gleaming, smiling blue eyes.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

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. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He tends to his Doctor job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: To be a Miller again; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 4000 cp.