Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He is bald on top and has large red tufts of hair around his ears. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things.

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Mundane. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'5" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He is dressed in earthy colors with a green and brown handkerchief worn on his right side. His black hair is smooth and relatively long. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. 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: Drogo was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. Drogo 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 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: Persistence. Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears long strands of jet and short white dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. Sporting a auburn mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Peter isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of brigands may trigger it at times.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when brigands swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. When Peter 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 now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Revenge; and a deep hatred of brigands

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Religious, Military. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing violet cape and mantle trimmed with soft green waves gently in the breeze. His black hair is matted, messy, and big. He has a dull look in his amber eyes.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. Richard is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his sisters into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son.

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Superior lock. 1 Disguise kit.

Description: He stands about 6'6" and is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: He was born into a rich family. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He has worked as a Junk Dealer like his mother before him.

Motivation: Human compassion; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Racist. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 900 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.