Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He has done his best to style his auburn hair to look like a famous performer. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. After a long history of fighting, Shane and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 900 sp.

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized brown coat. His head has been shaved. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

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. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Trey was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 1100 sp. 1 Antitoxin. 3 Acid flasks. 1 Antitoxin.

Description: He wears a violet armored body suit, with a simple green line shooting up and back down. He carries a battered halberd and tarnished bastard sword as well. He wears his chestnut hair down. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Roland is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. 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 dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Roland 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, Extrovert, Logical, Gifted. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This tall, slender man wears a tan feathered hat and tan clothes. He has styled his black hair well, parting it to the left. His eyes are amber.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. 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: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when giants swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Manfred has worked very hard to control his curse. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and revenge

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Religious, Enemies, Slave. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 300 gp. 2 Antitoxin. 6 Acid flasks.

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears silk and lounges about seductively. His blonde hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His gray eyes dart from person to person.

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 is a great chef.

History: He was raised in a mountains tribe. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He bought a bastard sword and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 200 gp.