Description: A plain young-adult man, he has the majority of his body covered in plate. His tied-back hair is silver. His skin is flawless and his brown eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. 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 to loving parents in a slum to the north. Cory abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 2000 sp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he dresses like a well dressed Crown-heir does. With bright red hair and a scraggly beard. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His druidic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He's also a talented Farmer, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Professionalism, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a tight fitting brown shirt and pants. His moppish blonde hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Thomas was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. When Thomas reached his early adolescence his Human father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Disciplined, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is typically in his Bricklayer uniform. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized amber on his right hand. He has a long brown beard with little hanging trinkets. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

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. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He struck the Bricklayer job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and balancing his hectic life and new bricklayer responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Job, Rich, Nature, Military. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 500 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 wears a tattered pair of loose pastel pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Hunter isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. Hunter is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the south. A freak accident while working with his Soapmaker father left him crippled. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: Golden pearl (130 gp).