Description: This man is tall and muscular. He prefers to wear blue pants and tee shirts. He has a very tight haircut. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. One day when Heward was young, his father was sewing while trying to overcome the flu, when suddenly his father dropped to the ground dead. His father had died from a severe disease that was unknown to the village doctor. Heward was heart-stricken from the event, and his mother started working long hours to provde for them. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found.

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Family, Poor. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He wears a colorful flower in his silver hair. He has brown eyes.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. 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 bought a warhammer and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Tanner; and he's in love

Ideals: Gifted, Professionalism. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 100 gp. Bloodstone (70 gp).

Description: This late middle aged man wears a green coat over a blue low-cut shirt, and a deerstalker hat upon his head and is in decent physical shape. He keeps his silver hair in a pixie 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 is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Solomon took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up longbow and armor he uses now. After a long history of fighting, Solomon and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insomniac, Fearful, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing green cape and mantle trimmed with soft white waves gently in the breeze, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'2" when asserting himself. His brown hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His necromantic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He's also a talented Servant, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Forgetful. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep black leather and dull pastel iron scale mail. He wears a deerstalker hat to hide his balding. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. A serious injury left his mother unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm mother. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion.

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Debt. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 60 pp. 1 Chain shirt.