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 wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His white hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father 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 has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: To end his boredom.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He typically wears brown cloth garments or leather armor. He wears a colorful flower in his white hair. His gray eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Gilbert was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 600 gp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (400 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (400 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (400 gp).

Description: This dark-skinned male wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. He has a long auburn beard with little hanging trinkets. His eyes are amber.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. 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. He worked as a nervous Crown-heir and found it very stressful. He struck the Crown-heir job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Crown-heir responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Poor, Job. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This slender man stands about 5'4". He wears a grey cloak and cross-gartered green stockings. His white hair is matted, messy, and big. His hazel eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: Born in the east to a Dilettante, Ralf learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Ralf took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up hand crossbow and armor he uses now. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: To be a Barkeep again.

Ideals: Opinionated, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 2100 sp. Azurite (14 gp). Smoky quartz (30 gp).

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears tattered old clothes. His silver hair is unkempt and raggedy. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. 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 now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

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

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Good lock. 1 Masterwork Thieves’ tools. 1 Average lock.