Description: This man is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized opal on his right hand. He sports a long black beard, and similarly colored long hair. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Randal fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Passionate, Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 1100 sp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'3" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His blonde hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. His eyes are gray and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Sensitive, Shy, Insane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 39000 sp. Deep blue spinel (400 gp). Red garnet (110 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He is a mite stocky and prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He has a golden handlebar mustache and slicked back golden hair. His brown eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson black hat.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is greedy; and money/treasure

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he is wearing a long, blue cloak. His moppish chestnut hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: Alexandre was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Soapmaker for the past few years.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and many dire rats want him driven away

Flaws: Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 80 pp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he has a large tan mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his green robe. His hair is long and silver with streaks of chestnut, and is pulled back with small tan clips. His beard is chestnut, braided, and well cared for. This brown eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Everard took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up hammer and armor he uses now. He bought a hammer and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and revenge

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Enemies, Military, Nature. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: Just what you see.