Description: This late middle aged man is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down and is in decent physical shape. His blonde hair is knotted and matted. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Gardener born in the past three hundred years. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. 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's since become an addict/alcoholic.

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

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 3100 sp.

Description: This slender man stands about 6'1". He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep violet leather and dull green iron scale mail. His auburn hair is braided into rings. He is baby faced.

Personality: Frederick hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered poetry. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and to be a doctor again

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy, Ugly. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright green and blue, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. He has moderate length golden hair. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. 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: He is unsatisfied with his job; and to clean up the streets

Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Guardian, Military, Job. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 38000 sp. A delicate brass dragon egg (90 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1200 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1200 gp).

Description: He stands about 5'9" and wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His white hair is still thick. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Drogo is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. 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, Drogo is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. 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. Drogo fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Depressed. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: This malnourished man wears a robe, a symbol of luck around his neck, and a monstrous two handed axe on his belt. He wears a Stetson hat to hide his balding. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Mortician hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 800 sp.