Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He has done his best to style his blonde hair to look like a famous performer. He has several tiny ruby earrings on each ear.

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 will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a son. Some 10 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Trym never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love.

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, In love, Military. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a brown coat, and he perpetually has his pickaxe ready. Sporting a brown mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Percival fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers.

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Nature. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This younger middle-aged man is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants, and a wedding ring on his left hand. He wears his white hair up in a very large beehive style do. His skin is flawless and his blue eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. Rolf enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, In love, Military, Rich. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 100 gp. 2 Alchemist’s fire. 4 Antitoxin.

Description: He wears a tight fitting blue shirt and pants, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'8" when asserting himself. His chestnut hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 66. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Soapmaker but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and doesn't want to be a soapmaker and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Religious, Family, Rich. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 400 gp. Rhodochrosite (15 gp).

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his halberd with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His auburn hair is unkempt and raggedy. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. 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: Born to a Butcher, his mother struggled to pay the bills. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. 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: He desires power and/or immortality; and he's looking for his big break

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Banded mail. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Darkwood Shield.