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 dull red sweaters, loose grey pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed trident, just in case. His silver hair has been sun bleached extensively. His brown eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Bricklayer who has hired him part-time. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Bricklayer but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Lance was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Fighter, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Fighter in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He has dedicated himself to building a better kind of golem.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and he has a crush on the local mortician

Ideals: Pacifist. Bonds: Has a crush, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 19000 cp. Zircon (50 gp). Moss agate (6 gp).

Description: He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather, and carries longbows. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy chestnut hair. His hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: He was born in the east. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Kody was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Fortune-teller and was forced into it by his family; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 100 gp. 4 Acid flasks.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears just a green suit. With a patchy chestnut beard and wild chestnut hair. His amber eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. Don 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. 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: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Cynical, Impulsive. Bonds: Slave, Adventurer. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 6000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light violet in addition to tight pants. He has styled his chestnut hair well, parting it to the left. His skin is flawless and his violet eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. Being born in the east, 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 east 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 south. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and he desires power and/or immortality

Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Adventurer, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 3000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is dark but he possesses many red ritualistic tattoos. He wears green robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a nunchaku, but if one is not available he will default to his spear. He has wavy black hair. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Bertram hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his singing career. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. He has had some formal singing training, and achieved minor success. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the south; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother

Ideals: Artistic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Forgetful. Occupation: Guard

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Heavy wooden shield. 1 Half-Plate.