Description: This southern man is abnormally tall. He has a large black mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his pastel robe. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. With bright red hair and a scraggly beard. His violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He has all his life been fascinated with poetry.

History: Gifted from a young age, Richard studied abroad. Richard 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 is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Optimist, Artistic, Gifted. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Banded mail.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he is typically in his Apothecary uniform. His black hair is long and unkept. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady blue eyes.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Apothecary born in the past three hundred years. 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: Adam was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. A gifted student he started as a Cartwright, but he got bored and became a Apothecary. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he has a crush on the local cartwright

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Antitoxin.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he tends to wear a large blue jacket. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

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. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His necromantic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He is content.

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and prefers to wear flannel. His hair is black, silky, and of moderate length. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: While he is on the job, he is grim and serious. He understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: Born in the north to a Cook, Percival learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. A gifted student he started as a Barkeep, but he got bored and became a Cook. He has never given up on his dancing dream.

Motivation: Expand his business; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 200 gp. Golden pearl (150 gp). 1 Everburning torch. 1 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: He prefers to wear flannel. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He wears his blonde hair up in a very large beehive style do. His brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when dire rats swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and he wants revenge against dire rats

Flaws: Addict, Insane, Impulsive. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 14000 cp. Red-brown spinel (120 gp). Obsidian (9 gp).