Description: This younger middle-aged man wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle, and a wedding ring on his right hand. He wears his white hair up. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Bricklayer born in the past three hundred years. He takes great joy in being the best Bricklayer in town.

History: He got into the Bricklayer business at a young age. When Guy reached his early adolescence his Human father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Bricklayer responsibilities is difficult; and expand his business

Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: In love, Job, Military. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 16000 sp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (400 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (400 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears tattered old clothes. He wears his white hair up. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He was born in a small desert village. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Human conditions. He bought a warhammer and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and human compassion

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful, Racist. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 20000 cp.

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He is typically in his Dilettante uniform. He has blonde hair. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 2 years.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and to be a marshal again

Ideals: Athletic, Extrovert. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Slave. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: 6'1" and muscular, this western man wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his scimitar with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His chestnut hair is heavily combed to the right. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He found a children's book about a Human Fighter who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. In his journeys he found a malevolent artifact. He wishes to return this artifact and its corrupting influence back to where it came.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Forgetful, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Magnifying glass.

Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He wears baggy grey pantaloons and a tan scarf. His silver hair is smooth and relatively long. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He was raised in a mountains tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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. Rolf took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up club and armor he uses now. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Joker, Philantrophist, Fighting. Bonds: Slave, Nature. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 16000 cp. 1 Banded mail.