Description: He usually wears his black robe and has his crossbow always slung over his shoulder. He carries with him a set of crossbows on his belt, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He has a golden handlebar mustache and slicked back golden hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He is fiercely devoted to his father, and views his father's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-sister.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. 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 hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Emotional, Disease. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This eastern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light green in addition to tight pants. He keeps his long black hair kept up in a rat tail. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Brewer. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Philantrophist, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Forgetful. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 1200 sp.

Description: An older man who tends to wear a white poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt, he is not a threatening figure. His blonde hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this southern guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He got into the Mortician business at a young age. A freak accident while working with his Roofer father left him crippled. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 9 years.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 6'0". He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt, and his gloved hand is found clutching a bastard sword. His silver hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. His gray eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Marshal born in the past three hundred years. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: Clerebold was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and wants to open a new tavern

Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Nature, Enemies, Military. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 1200 sp. 3 Holy water. 3 Holy water.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He tends to wear a large green jacket, marred by chocolates. His chestnut hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He has all his life been fascinated with singing.

History: Born in the north to a Sellsword, Bertram learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Sellsword work with an outfit from a few towns over. Sellsword work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 100 gp.