Description: He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He is portly but not overly obese. His red hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Godfrey took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up club and armor he uses now. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Impeccable, Athletic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature, Family. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 600 gp. Citrine (60 gp). Alexandrite (400 gp).

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he dresses like a well dressed Adventurer does. His hair is black and curly. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Adventurer. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Rich, Religious. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He is typically in his Sage uniform. His black hair is cut short. His hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Hugh wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Fighter, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: A child with a great deal of writing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. His parents enrolled him in a Fighter school at a young age so that he could practice his arcane talents. He has achieved small success as a Sage.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined, Gifted, Artistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His hair is white and curly. His brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: A deep hatred of giants; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Addict, Secretive. Bonds: Job, Military, Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He wears a brown shirt, with a pastel mid length shorts with pastel tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his sickle, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. His red hair is thinning but still full. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Lance grew up listening to his mother's many stories. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Lance took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up sickle and armor he uses now. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to reunite with his old friends

Flaws: Addict, Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 300 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (300 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp).