Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a whip on his belt. His hair is short and golden. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 66. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Dilettante business.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears dull brown sweaters, loose red pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed mace, just in case. His red hair is unkempt and raggedy. He has hazel eyes and a brown hat with a red feather.

Personality: Anselm is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his father. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the west were limited. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

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

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Secretive. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 16000 sp.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'11" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His red hair is still thick. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady amber eyes.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

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. Ostracized due to the druidic powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Guardian, Job. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His chestnut hair is knotted and matted. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is a Shoemaker first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Theobald was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. His parents enrolled him in a Fighter school at a young age so that he could practice his psionic talents. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and expand his business

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Job. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 400 gp. Old masterpiece painting (400 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (130 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He wears a red coat over a yellow low-cut shirt, and a small hat upon his head. He carries with him a set of flails on his belt, each one with a amber on the hilt. He wears his blonde hair up in a very large beehive style do. His eyes are green and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: John was raised in a hard working conservative environment. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. John fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 100 gp.