Description: He is a mite stocky and is typically in his Sage uniform. He sports a long auburn beard, and similarly colored long hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Frederick embodies much of what other species detest in the Humans. The war was a terrible time for him, and Frederick does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. 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 Sage. He has worked as a Sage like his mother before him.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 70 pp. Obsidian (8 gp). White opal (500 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (8 gp).

Description: He wears bulky tan painted plate armor. He carries with him a set of ceremonial daggers, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His auburn hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Bernard 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. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Mortician hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Family. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He carries with him a set of falchions on his belt, each one with a jet on the hilt. His hair is short and auburn. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

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 cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He wears a black vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His tan leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his black boots flare out at the collars. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his greataxe, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a dagger on it. He keeps his long red hair kept up in a rat tail. This violet eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. Being a Fisher kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and a deep hatred of orcs

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Mentor, Criminal record, Enemies. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 100 gp. Rose (40 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (15 gp).

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep brown leather and dull green iron scale mail. His auburn hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

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. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered west to less war torn lands. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear.

Ideals: Passionate, Gifted. Flaws: Addict, Fearful, PTSD. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: Just what you see.