Description: He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. His hair, while still mostly black, has prominent grey streaks. He has hazel eyes and a white hat with a green feather.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. A serious injury left his father unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm father. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and a strong sense of loyalty to human people

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Debt. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: This slender man stands about 6'3". He dresses like a well dressed Ruler does. His black hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: Gerald wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Fighter, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Being born in the east, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the east for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. He struck the Ruler job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Disciplined, Logical. Bonds: Job, Rich, Family. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 100 gp. Onyx (40 gp). Chrysoprase (40 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He typically wears blue cloth garments or leather armor. His hair is silver and very short. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Humans in Nicholas's homeland. Nicholas decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Brewer for hire.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 100 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (800 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (80 gp). 1 Breastplate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized red coat. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His golden hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his violet eyes.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He was born in the south. 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: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is dark but he possesses many white ritualistic tattoos. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his falchion with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He is bald on top and has large chestnut tufts of hair around his ears. His eyes are violet and catlike.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Apothecary arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and money/treasure

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Greedy. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 100 gp. Carnelian (30 gp).