Description: He is wearing a tight tan one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'2" when asserting himself. His chestnut hair is singed and shortened. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Solomon lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Religious. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He has styled his brown hair well, parting it to the left. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Balimaar 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. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Ruler hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Insomniac, Fearful. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He prefers to wear grey clothing when he does not wear armor. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly morningstars and lances. His head has been shaved. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines amber.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Adam is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

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. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact.

Ideals: Justice, Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep tan leather and dull violet iron scale mail. His chestnut hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his feathered tan hat.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. 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: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and wants his loneliness to end

Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, In love, Has a crush. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 600 gp. Eye agate (15 gp).

Description: This man stands a little under 6'5" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a brown tunic with violet highlights, and long black pants that bunch up around his shoes. He wears his blonde hair up. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and to prove his worth to the world

Flaws: Lazy, Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.