Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His tied-back hair is chestnut. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. He has had some formal dancing training, and achieved minor success. He has never given up on his dancing dream.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Cynical, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Job. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This man stands a little under 6'6" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a tight fitting violet shirt and pants. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy black hair. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Hunter is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He was raised in a mountains tribe. A freak accident while working with his Spy father left him crippled. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a robe, a symbol of the four houses of cards around his neck, and a longbow on his belt. His black hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a wide-brimmed hat. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Anselm hails from a village terrorized by dire rats. In his youth he was a Mortician, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger sister on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Anselm fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism. Flaws: Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He has moderate length red hair. His gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. 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 was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature lance.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Religious, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: 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 carries a battered greataxe and tarnished lance as well. His long red hair reaches down to his waist. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. At a young age his father died while driving off some goblins. His mother being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in lance use. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Trym fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants revenge against goblins.

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert. Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 2100 sp.