Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He wears dull blue sweaters, loose violet pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed longsword, just in case. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His silver hair is smooth and relatively long. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He has all his life been fascinated with singing.

History: Heward lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Heward was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Slave, Family, Military. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He prefers to wear flannel. He carries a battered mace and tarnished club as well. He has a long blonde beard with little hanging trinkets. He has gray eyes and a green hat with a brown feather.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He uses divination through singing.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He bought a club and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He is content; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Mundane, PTSD. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His hair is cut close to his head. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. A freak accident while working with his Navigator mother left him crippled. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Mundane, Disease. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Darkwood Buckler. 1 Darkwood Shield.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man dresses in brown turtlenecks beneath a green coat with red slacks. He has done his best to style his white hair to look like a famous performer. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He bought a shield and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable.

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his lance with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He has shaved his head bald. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Mortician arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. 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 is wracked by social anxiety; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Impulsive, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 20000 cp. 1 Chain shirt.