Description: He wears a tight fitting black shirt and pants, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'5" when asserting himself. His silver hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

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. After coming to the age of reason, Kyle took it upon himself to study the divine arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He wants revenge against brigands; and revenge

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 2400 sp. Silver comb with moonstones (600 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp).

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He dresses in brown turtlenecks beneath a pastel coat with blue slacks. He is bald on top and has large red tufts of hair around his ears. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines violet.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears just a brown suit. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He wears a Stetson hat to cover his moderate length black hair. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Manfred grew up listening to his father's many stories. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature glaive.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Guardian, Adventurer. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy auburn stubble. He wears a red deerstalker hat and red clothes. He has a hunchback. His auburn hair is long and unkept. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Charles was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Joker, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He wears skinny pants and wears a yellow and brown robe with the hood down. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He wears his golden hair up in a very large beehive style do. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 100. 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 takes great joy in being the best Body Guard in town.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 10 years.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Slave, Attractive, Job, Nature. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: Just what you see.