Description: He stands about 6'2" and is wearing a long, grey, dusty cloak. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He keeps his long black hair kept up in a rat tail. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gray eyes.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He is a great chef.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Religious, Family. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 1200 sp.

Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He wears a white cloak and cross-gartered red stockings. He keeps his brown hair in a pixie cut. His brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Junk Dealer but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. 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. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting, Pacifist, Logical. Flaws: Addict, Insane. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. With bright silver hair and a scraggly beard. He has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He was born into a rich family. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and he is greedy

Ideals: Opinionated, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 100 gp. Blue quartz (7 gp).

Description: He is dressed in a clean red cloak covering his clean studded leather. He has shaved his head bald. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are hazel.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He comes from a rich southern family. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Tim has worked very hard to control his curse. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Religious, Rich. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 1800 sp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He has a blonde handlebar mustache and slicked back blonde hair. 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 extraordinarily eccentric. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Adventurer arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. 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. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Insomniac, Insane. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: Just what you see.