Description: This malnourished man wears dull black sweaters, loose brown pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed longbow, just in case. His golden hair is lengthy. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A gifted student he started as a Server, but he got bored and became a Gardener. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Job. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is dark but he possesses many yellow ritualistic tattoos. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He has a long chestnut beard with little hanging trinkets. He has amber eyes.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Emotional, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with white lining and desert motifs. Sporting a black mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Stylist arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. A gifted student he started as a Fletcher, but he got bored and became a Stylist. He has achieved small success as a Stylist.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he is greedy

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Rich, Job, Military. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His hair is cut close to his head. His amber eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is a great chef.

History: Born in the west to a Ruler, Frederick learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He was granted martial powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Rich. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 100 pp. 1 Antitoxin. 1 Antitoxin.

Description: He stands about 5'4" and wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His golden hair is singed and shortened. His eyes are green.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: A deep hatred of orcs.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 70 pp. Peridot (30 gp). Jet (160 gp).