Description: An older man who wears grey leather gloves, a grey jacket, and tight pants, he is not a threatening figure. His moppish red hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his hazel eyes.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Cartwright arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Don was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: Seeks redemption.

Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Rich, Military. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His auburn hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He is baby faced.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Clerebold was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Fighter, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Fighter in service of a powerful lord somewhere. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Clerebold took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up scythe and armor he uses now. He has dedicated himself to building a better kind of golem.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Justice, Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Breastplate.

Description: He is a pot bellied eastern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears just a tan suit. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 30 pp. 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: This man wears suspenders and red workpants. His shirt is violet, and he wears a heavy red leather apron most of the time, and sports empty pouches on his belt. With a patchy brown beard and wild brown hair. This amber eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his mother.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. Some 7 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Patrick never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and expand his business

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Rich, In love, Job. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 200 gp. Blue quartz (7 gp). Pink pearl (100 gp).

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he dresses in black turtlenecks beneath a tan coat with green slacks. His hair is chestnut and curly. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He is obsessed with his god.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother 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. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 3100 sp.