Description: 6'6" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His black hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Rolf was born with his father's beautiful face. 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. Rolf took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up bow and armor he uses now. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insane, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Job. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 600 gp. 2 Holy water. 1 Everburning torch. 1 Everburning torch. 3 Acid flasks.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he has a large grey mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his blue robe. His chestnut hair is braided into rings. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his gray eyes.

Personality: This man loves music and to teach people music more than just about anything. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: Kyle was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He has never given up on his music dream.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and human compassion

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He wears his white hair down. His eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. A true patriot, Gerald would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He got into the Guard business at a young age. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He has worked as a Guard like his mother before him.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Job. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 50 pp. Alexandrite (200 gp). Black pearl (200 gp). Alexandrite (200 gp). 1 Half-Plate. 1 Buckler.

Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His brown hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He was born in a small plains village. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He has worked as a Guard like his father before him.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting, Optimist. Bonds: Nature, Job, Religious. Occupation: Guard

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 2300 sp.

Description: He wears an entirely blue suit with brown socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He carries with him a set of sickles, each one with a opal on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He is bald on top and has large red tufts of hair around his ears. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Frederick speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and doesn't want to be a barber and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 300 gp.