Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His moppish black hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

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. He moved out south to avoid the crime he committed. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Criminal record, Military, Job, Debt. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 30 pp.

Description: He tends to wear a grey poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He carries a battered falchion and tarnished bow as well. His silver hair and beard is wavy and long. His green eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. Ralf 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. 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: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He is typically in his Roofer uniform. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly glaives and pickaxes. His chestnut hair and beard is wavy and long. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: His psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. A gifted student he started as a Crown-heir, but he got bored and became a Roofer. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 13 years.

Motivation: Seeks redemption.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Attractive. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 100 pp.

Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing red cape and mantle trimmed with soft green waves gently in the breeze. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. He has chestnut hair. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gray.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Reynard 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. 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: To share knowledge with the world; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 700 gp. Carnelian (50 gp). Sard (50 gp). Aquamarine (1600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears professional attire. His chestnut hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. He has gray eyes.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A freak accident while working with his Mercenary mother left him crippled. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 25000 cp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (400 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (400 gp). 1 Half-Plate.