Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing blue cape and mantle trimmed with soft pastel waves gently in the breeze, and he perpetually has his kukri ready. His white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. William fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Logical. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 600 sp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears black painted combat armor at almost all times. Sporting a auburn mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines green.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Through the years after Clerebold was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Clerebold's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Immigrant. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears suspenders and brown workpants. His shirt is violet, and he wears a heavy brown leather apron most of the time. He wears a colorful flower in his red hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He bought a mace and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Wants a kiss.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Nature. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 100 gp. Peridot (20 gp).

Description: This fat southern man has a bulbous nose and wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His skin is also unnaturally pale. He keeps his brown hair in a pixie cut. He has gray eyes and a brown hat with a tan feather.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Born to a Animal Trainer, his mother struggled to pay the bills. 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 Gardener. He became a Gardener soon after.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He tends to wear a tan poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'11" when asserting himself. Sporting a brown mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His ears are large.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Roger is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A freak accident while working with his Mercenary father left him crippled. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father.

Ideals: Opinionated, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 1300 sp. Silver comb with moonstones (300 gp). 8 Acid flasks.