Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His hair is cut close to his head. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: Alex hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his singing career. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Alex is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered singing. 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. Alex fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Artistic, Justice. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: This western man has a large brown mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his black robe. His clothes are grease stained in places. His auburn hair is singed and shortened. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Clerebold's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the west. 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. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Clerebold fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 2500 sp. 3 Antitoxin. 3 Thunderstones.

Description: This younger middle-aged man wears skinny pants and wears a blue and yellow robe with the hood down, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His auburn hair is long and unkept. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

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 able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Gifted from a young age, Hubert studied abroad. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Emotional. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Darkwood Shield.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears tattered old clothes. He sports a flattop hair cut. His green eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: This man loves music and to teach people music more than just about anything. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was born in the west. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the west were limited. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Artistic, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His auburn hair is smooth and relatively long. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. 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 born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. His parents enrolled him in a Fighter school at a young age so that he could practice his divine talents. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Adventurer, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Server

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: Just what you see.