Description: This man stands a little under 5'3" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He is typically in his Seamstress uniform. His hair, while still mostly brown, has prominent grey streaks. His ears are large.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Seamstress. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and to be a mayor again

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 200 gp.

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 wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of brigands may trigger it at times.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by brigands. Conrad was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the brigands.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Guardian, Enemies, In love. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He keeps his black hair in a flapper bob. His blue eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Insane. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 60 pp.

Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He is dressed in an above average manner. His golden hair is smooth and relatively long. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. A true patriot, Randal would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Randal grew up listening to his mother's many stories. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Mercenary for hire.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Bonds: Attractive, Job, Military, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His black hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Percival is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He is a Metallic Dragon in disguise. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The father sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his father's willingness to do anything to win. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature pickaxe.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: Just what you see.