Description: A middle-aged man, he wears rags and sports a simple walking cane, and is pretty ugly. His white hair and beard is wavy and long. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. Jocelyn liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Jocelyn fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and to unite with his brother

Ideals: Professionalism, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Barber

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

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty blue coat over it. His golden hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He is baby faced.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: He was born into a rich family. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. 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: Money/treasure.

Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Guardian, Rich, Religious. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He wears bulky tan painted plate armor. His brown hair has been sun bleached extensively. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

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 Brewer mother left him crippled. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

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 is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Fearful, Disease. Bonds: Family, Debt. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He carries a battered shortspear and tarnished club as well. He wears his black hair up. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are amber.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. A friendly and beautiful Human, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: Everard was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. Everard was born on a far eastern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Locksmith. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. With a patchy brown beard and wild brown hair. His brown eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Peter was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. 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 has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: To pay off his debts; and expand his business

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Poor, Job, Attractive, Enemies, Debt. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 400 gp. 4 Antitoxin.