Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 5'9". He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with violet lining and desert motifs, and his gloved hand is found clutching a lance. His white hair is matted, messy, and big. He has several tiny amber earrings on each ear.

Personality: Ralf hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. The war was a terrible time for him, and Ralf does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. When Ralf reached his early adolescence his Human mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He now mingles about in high society.

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

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Climber’s kit. 1 Bullseye lantern. 1 Silk rope.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty brown coat over it. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He sports a flattop hair cut. He wears an eyepatch.

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. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: The child of a Herbalist, who enjoyed hunting, William was taken on many hunting expeditions. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He bought a longbow and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Slave, Nature. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 5'7" and wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His silver hair is smooth and relatively long. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He disdains his fellow easterners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Weaver work with an outfit from a few towns over. Weaver work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He became a Weaver soon after.

Motivation: To be a Architect again; and he desires power and/or immortality

Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 3000 sp. Moss agate (7 gp). Tourmaline (70 gp). 1 Average lock. 1 Masterwork manacles. 1 Masterwork manacles.

Description: He is well dressed, constantly wearing a yellow suit, black shirt, and green tie. He carries a battered monstrous two handed axe and tarnished mace as well. He has done his best to style his red hair to look like a famous performer. His skin is flawless and his gray eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. 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. Recently a tribe of brigands 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, Gifted. Flaws: Disease, Lazy. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This late middle aged man sports white clothing, slightly heavier than average wear and is in decent physical shape. He keeps his white hair in a pixie cut. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his green eyes.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. Solomon abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He bought a shortbow and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Crown-heir and was forced into it by his family; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Professionalism. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.