Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He is portly but not overly obese. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 93. 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. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. Lance was born on a far southern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Marshal. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insane, Addict. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 100 gp. Banded agate (8 gp). Tourmaline (70 gp). 3 Antitoxin.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is dark but he possesses many brown ritualistic tattoos. He wears a tight fitting black shirt and pants. He has a very tight haircut. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Unemployed born in the past three hundred years. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. A gifted student he started as a Cook, but he got bored and became a Unemployed. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Cook. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: He is content; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, Military, Has a crush. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 12000 cp.

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around his neck, and a rapier on his belt. Sporting a golden mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. He is very protective of his business, his home, and his spouse. He is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and balancing his hectic life and new bricklayer responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Criminal record, Slave, Job, Guardian. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 50 pp. 1 Hourglass. 1 Small steel mirror. 1 Superior lock.

Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His silver hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His skin is flawless and his amber eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. 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. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: To pay off his debts; and he made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Enemies, Debt. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He wears skinny pants and wears a brown and white robe with the hood down. He carries with him a set of swords on his belt, each one with a amber on the hilt. His white hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His face is scarred and worn.

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. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. 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. Guy 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.

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 2 Holy water.