Description: He wears grey leather gloves, a grey jacket, and tight pants. He carries with him a set of flails on his belt, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. His long black hair reaches down to his waist. His gray eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: Born in the east to a Shepherd, Godfrey learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Human conditions. He tends to his Shepherd job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Insane, Racist. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 3200 sp. 1 Everburning torch. 2 Acid flasks. 1 Smokesticks.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His white hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: Rolf was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Detective for the past few years.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 100 pp. 1 Bullseye lantern.

Description: He prefers to wear black pants and tee shirts. He is physically well-built. His silver hair and beard is wavy and long. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the south. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Ralf took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up morningstar and armor he uses now. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature, Job. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'4" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He sports grey clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His golden hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. His amber eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with dancing. He constantly tries to fill his life with dancing. The war was a terrible time for him, and Hubert does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He has never given up on his dancing dream.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Depressed, PTSD. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 400 gp. Tourmaline (130 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a fancy black suit. He carries a battered morningstar and tarnished shortbow as well. He wears his silver hair up. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

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. 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. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Everard fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

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

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Military. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 3200 sp.