Description: This western man is abnormally tall. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His moppish black hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He has hazel eyes and a grey hat with a blue feather.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He was born in the west. In his 15th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. 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: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Masterwork studded leather. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears tattered old clothes. His silver hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Frederick isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Frederick was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. 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 feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Impeccable, Joker, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 10000 cp. Silver ewer (60 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (90 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This northern man wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with white lining and desert motifs. His clothes are grease stained in places. He has a silver handlebar mustache and slicked back silver hair. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Patrick was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Layabout for hire.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Layabout responsibilities is difficult; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His black hair is matted, messy, and big. His eyes are amber and beady.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. When Jocelyn reached his early adolescence his Human mother 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. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Religious, Military. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears professional attire. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his greatsword, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: The child of a Ploughman, who enjoyed hunting, Ralf was taken on many hunting expeditions. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Stableman work with an outfit from a few towns over. Stableman work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has achieved small success as a Stableman.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and money/treasure

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Job, Rich. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 30 pp. Star rose quartz (60 gp). Onyx (60 gp).