Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his sword with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He has styled his silver hair well, parting it to the left. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady violet eyes.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: The child of a Scribe, who enjoyed hunting, Roland was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Roland took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sword and armor he uses now. He bought a sword and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and a strong sense of loyalty to human people

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 200 gp. A delicate brass dragon egg (80 gp).

Description: He dresses well, wearing white shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His silver hair and beard is wavy and long. He has a dull look in his blue eyes.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Norman abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature crossbow.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He sports a long chestnut beard, and similarly colored long hair. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was born in the north. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Gilbert was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist, Extrovert. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'1" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He has a large blue mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his yellow robe. His tied-back hair is brown. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: Gifted from a young age, Balimaar studied abroad. His childhood dream was to be a Guard, but he was a colossal failure. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Marshal.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 3200 sp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His hair is red and curly. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: He was born in a small plains village. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Insomniac, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Server

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 1 Chain shirt. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Chain shirt.