Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it, and he perpetually has his kukri ready. Sporting a blonde mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Human culture. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. 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: A strong sense of loyalty to Human people.

Ideals: Fighting, Logical, Persistence. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 5'7". He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner, and his gloved hand is found clutching a bastard sword. His golden hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is a great chef.

History: He comes from a rich eastern family. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he is content

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, In love. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He wears brown leather gloves, a brown jacket, and tight pants. He is physically well-built. His black hair is heavily combed to the right. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

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. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Patrick fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

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

Ideals: Disciplined, Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This man wears rags and sports a simple walking cane, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He has a long silver beard with little hanging trinkets. His half smiles and brown eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He takes great joy in being the best Sage in town.

History: Born in the west to a Sage, Percival learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. At some point he was captured by brigands and was tortured. After several years of this he finally managed to escape. He has achieved small success as a Sage.

Motivation: Many brigands want him driven away; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Job, Slave, Enemies. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his scythe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His hair, while still mostly chestnut, has prominent grey streaks. He has amber eyes and a brown hat with a blue feather.

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. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: Born in the west to a Roofer, Roland learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Racist, Insane. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 700 sp.