Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He carries with him a set of maces, each one with a ruby on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He wears his black hair down. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. 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. Drogo 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 revenge against dire rats

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism, Opinionated. Flaws: Addict. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 1 Darkwood Buckler. 1 Masterwork Heavy steel shield. 1 Breastplate.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a tan shirt with thin brown vertical stripes and red pants. His auburn hair is still thick. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. 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: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is greedy

Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Immigrant, Military, Rich. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 1600 sp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a robe, a symbol of his god around his neck, and a shortspear on his belt. His black hair is braided into rings. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. 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. He has dedicated himself to building a better village for his children.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He carries with him a set of longswords, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His brown hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His green eyes peer out from beneath his small black hat.

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. The war was a terrible time for him, and Bertram does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Bertram was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Bertram fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he is content

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Depressed, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 1 Darkwood Shield.

Description: A middle-aged man, he is renowned for his bright white suits and hats, and is pretty ugly. His blonde hair is knotted and matted. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of gnolls may trigger it at times.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Military, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (160 gp). 1 Half-Plate. 1 Buckler.