Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He usually wears his black robe and has his spear always slung over his shoulder, marred by beers. His chestnut hair is matted, messy, and big. He has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. A true patriot, Roland would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Roland was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. 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. Roland fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Mentor. Occupation: Tanner

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

Possessions: 3200 sp. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: He wears long strands of ruby and short red dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths, and he perpetually has his crossbow ready. His red hair, when down, is lengthy. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Dyer arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He moved out north to avoid the crime he committed. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 100 gp. Black pearl (700 gp). Deep blue spinel (700 gp). Red garnet (70 gp).

Description: He is a pot bellied eastern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He has dyed his greying white hair a little too much giving a sharp white color. He is baby faced.

Personality: This man loves painting and to teach people painting more than just about anything. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Mortician business.

History: Born to a Mayor, his mother struggled to pay the bills. He has had some formal painting training, and achieved minor success. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic, Persistence. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 10000 cp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears blue robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a pickaxe, but if one is not available he will default to his crossbow. He has moderate length brown hair. His hazel eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. 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. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane, Impulsive. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 200 gp. Red garnet (90 gp).

Description: He stands about 5'0" and likes to wear ponchos typically of a light brown in addition to tight pants. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His chestnut hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are violet and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He was born in a small island village. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He's in love; and he's attracted to the pc

Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful, Addict. Bonds: Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 200 gp. Moonstone (50 gp). 1 Small steel mirror.