Description: The light-skinned man stands 5'9" and likes to wear white tank tops with red pants. His hair is short and black. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his green eyes.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Ruler. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: To be a Bookbinder again.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Poor. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'11" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a scimitar, but if one is not available he will default to his falchion. His red hair is lengthy. His green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Rolf was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Being born in the north, 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 north 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 east. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Family, Mentor. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with top hat, and carries axes. His golden hair is braided into rings. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. As he has aged he has sought to do reparations for his actions as a youth. He is also making sure that his compatriots who never received punishment for their crimes are brought to justice.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac.

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 200 gp. Peridot (60 gp). Chalcedony (60 gp). Iolite (60 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'1" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He wears his chestnut hair down. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. Theodoric enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. 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's repulsed by the PC.

Flaws: Insomniac, Hedonist, Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: He dresses well, wearing grey shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He carries with him a set of tridents, each one with a opal on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He has a dull look in his gray eyes.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. 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 raised in a desert tribe. Patrick liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. 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. Patrick 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.

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 300 gp. Blue quartz (10 gp). Tourmaline (120 gp). Rhodochrosite (10 gp). Citrine (20 gp).