Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his longsword with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He carries a battered monstrous two handed axe and tarnished longsword as well. He wears a deerstalker hat to cover his moderate length chestnut hair. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the west were limited. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 400 gp. Alexandrite (700 gp). Brown-green garnet (70 gp). Golden yellow topaz (700 gp).

Description: The light-skinned man stands 6'4" and is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing black cape and mantle trimmed with soft blue waves gently in the breeze. He sports a long white beard, and similarly colored long hair. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Depressed, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He dresses in red turtlenecks beneath a blue coat with black slacks. His chestnut hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His brown eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when brigands swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: A deep hatred of brigands; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears dark leathers with embroidery. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His brown hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: Chrysoprase (80 gp). Zircon (80 gp). Chrysoberyl (160 gp). 1 Silk rope. 1 Masterwork Thieves’ tools. 1 Average lock.

Description: This man wears an entirely tan suit with black socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He wears a feathered hat to hide his balding. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. After coming to the age of reason, Gilbert took it upon himself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Greedy, Secretive. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 600 sp. 1 Magnifying glass. 1 Superior lock.