Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears bulky blue painted plate armor. His chestnut hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Charles was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. 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 goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Charles fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Guardian, Religious, Poor. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a tight fitting black shirt and pants. He wears his auburn hair up. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Thomas took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up bow and armor he uses now. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He wears a blue coat over a black low-cut shirt, and a top hat upon his head, and he perpetually has his trident ready. His hair, while still mostly red, has prominent grey streaks. His brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Farmer. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Farmer responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Mentor. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He wears a grey vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His black leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his grey boots flare out at the collars. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His white hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Adelard 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. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 300 gp. Blue sapphire (1100 gp). Aquamarine (1200 gp). Brown-green garnet (160 gp). Deep blue spinel (1200 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He is dressed in an above average manner. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He has amber eyes and a black hat with a grey feather.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. Gilbert was born on a far western desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Shipwright. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and human compassion

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 300 gp. Chrysoberyl (50 gp). 2 Acid flasks.