Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His brown hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a wide-brimmed hat. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Lance 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 his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Insane. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He prefers to wear brown clothing when he does not wear armor. He carries a battered morningstar and tarnished sword as well. His black hair is singed and shortened. He has gray eyes and a brown hat with a pastel feather.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Carter profession.

History: A child with a great deal of singing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He has never given up on his singing dream.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive, PTSD. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 12000 cp. A detailed rose, with petals and thorns, constructed of silver and electrum (30 gp). Solid gold idol (1000 gp).

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He has done his best to style his silver hair to look like a famous performer. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Guy will drive conversation. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and to unite with his sister

Ideals: Athletic, Extrovert. Flaws: Impulsive, Mundane. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He dresses like a well dressed Shepherd does. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His auburn hair is smooth and relatively long. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He got into the Shepherd business at a young age. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Shepherd. He struck the Shepherd job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: To be a Stylist again.

Ideals: Disciplined, Professionalism. Bonds: Job, Attractive. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His hair is silver, silky, and of moderate length. 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 is overprotective of those who hire his services. The war was a terrible time for him, and Conrad does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Conrad was born with his father's beautiful face. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Shoemaker. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Flaws: Insomniac, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Guardian, Military. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 200 gp. Rhodochrosite (12 gp). Sardonyx (60 gp).