Description: This man wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He has moderate length auburn hair. His eyes are likewise green.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. 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 Priest. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: To be a Laborer again; and he is content

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 600 gp. Black pearl (1000 gp). White pearl (130 gp). Blue sapphire (700 gp). Lapis lazuli (16 gp). 1 Banded mail. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Darkwood Shield.

Description: He is well dressed, constantly wearing a green suit, yellow shirt, and pastel tie. He is portly but not overly obese. He keeps his long white hair kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Born in the west to a Stylist, Ralf learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Stylist. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by orcs. Ralf was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the orcs.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and he wants to get laid

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Enemies, Has a crush. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 22000 sp.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears dull blue sweaters, loose brown pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed mace, just in case. He wears a broad hat to hide his balding. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Human culture. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Human activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Human doctor. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This late middle aged man is wearing a long, yellow, dusty cloak and is in decent physical shape. He has wavy chestnut hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. William was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Adventurer for the past few years.

Motivation: He is content; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Greedy, Fearful, Mundane. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Wymar hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Soapmaker arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west; and he is greedy

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Artistic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 12000 cp. 1 Superior lock. 1 Crowbar. 1 Simple lock.