Description: This man stands a little under 6'4" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He has done his best to style his red hair to look like a famous performer. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Heward was born on a far southern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Adventurer. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Justice, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: Moss agate (8 gp). Alexandrite (700 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His hair is cut close to his head. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Stableman born in the past three hundred years. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. 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. Patrick took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up glaive and armor he uses now. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and balancing his hectic life and new stableman responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 200 gp. Lapis lazuli (16 gp). Deep blue spinel (700 gp). 1 Silk rope. 1 Good lock.

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His moppish auburn hair is in a traditional bowl cut. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His deerstalker hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his father. 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. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 1900 sp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His black hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His violet eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. He has had some formal singing training, and achieved minor success. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he is greedy

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic. Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.