Description: He wears a brown vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His black leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his brown boots flare out at the collars, and carries swords. His white hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. His gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. 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. Anselm 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, Logical. Bonds: Guardian, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 200 gp. Jasper (80 gp).

Description: He prefers to wear white pants and tee shirts, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'6" when asserting himself. He wears a Stetson hat to cover his moderate length blonde hair. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Balimaar lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Joker, Logical, Impeccable. Bonds: Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 2900 sp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His hair is white, silky, and of moderate length. His gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Trey has worked very hard to control his curse. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 41000 sp. Violet garnet (1100 gp). Chrysoberyl (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

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. His silver hair is lengthy. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his father. 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. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Professionalism. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 3000 sp. 1 Everburning torch.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He prefers to wear brown pants and tee shirts. His brown hair is knotted and matted. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: Born to a Roofer, his mother struggled to pay the bills. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Stableman hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 1400 sp.