Description: A middle-aged man, he wears tan robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a glaive, but if one is not available he will default to his pickaxe, and is pretty ugly. His chestnut hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Bookbinder arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by orcs. Heward was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the orcs.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 33000 sp.

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 5'2" and is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Mason. His long black hair reaches down to his waist. He is baby faced.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. 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. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Mason. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Mason.

Motivation: To be a Guard again.

Ideals: Passionate. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Job. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 1300 sp.

Description: He wears green leather gloves, a green jacket, and tight pants. His head has been shaved. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. 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 was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Antagonistic, Disease. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He wears silk and lounges about seductively. He has shaved his head bald. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are hazel.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his father. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Professionalism. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His chestnut hair is singed and shortened. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. Some 3 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, William never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 300 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (300 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item.