Description: 6'6" and muscular, this western man is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His hair is chestnut and curly. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Ruler born in the past three hundred years. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. Randal 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. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Ruler responsibilities is difficult; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Bonds: Job, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 300 gp. Chrysoberyl (160 gp). Tourmaline (160 gp). Malachite (11 gp).

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He very much looks the part of a Apothecary. His long blonde hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He hates Humans with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. His childhood dream was to be a Animal Trainer, but he was a colossal failure. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Racist, Fearful, Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Mentor. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 1 Buckler. 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is light but he possesses many grey ritualistic tattoos. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His moppish black hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines green.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. 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 got into the Bounty Hunter business at a young age. At a young age his mother died while driving off some goblins. His father being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in greatsword use. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Job. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. With bright auburn hair and a scraggly beard. His blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Masseuse for the past few years.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 300 gp. 2 Tanglefoot bags. 2 Holy water.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he is wearing a tight green one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He is baby faced.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. 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. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Many orcs want him driven away; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane, Fearful, Insomniac. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.