Description: He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He carries with him a set of longswords, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His brown hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His green eyes peer out from beneath his small black hat.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. The war was a terrible time for him, and Bertram does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Bertram was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Bertram fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he is content

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Depressed, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 1 Darkwood Shield.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He is an epitome of beauty. His hair, while still mostly auburn, has prominent grey streaks. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Flaws: Insane, Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 27000 sp.

Description: He is dressed in an above average manner, and carries glaives. His red hair is knotted and matted. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. Drogo enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Drogo was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. 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. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Drogo fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Impulsive, Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 200 gp. Banded agate (15 gp). Red spinel (60 gp). 1 Masterwork Thieves’ tools. 1 Masterwork Musical instrument. 1 Magnifying glass.

Description: A 6'1" western man, he prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His moppish auburn hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. 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 has achieved small success as a Carter.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 10000 cp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He is baby faced.

Personality: Heward speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was born into a rich family. His necromantic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 400 gp. Eye agate (4 gp).