Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His moppish red hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Locksmith hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Persistence, Justice. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 2900 sp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His hair is cut close to his head. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. 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 was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Joker, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears dull yellow sweaters, loose black pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed trident, just in case. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: Manfred was born the youngest of three triplets. Being born in the south, 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 south 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. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers; and wants to raise his children well

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Slave, Family. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down, and carries crossbows. His red hair, when down, is lengthy. He has gleaming, smiling brown eyes.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Mortician arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. A freak accident while working with his Bather father left him crippled. After months of barely getting by, Gerard managed to ambush a major caravan with a load of valuables. Instantly wealthy, he made his way to the capital under a new identity.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 50 pp.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a blue shirt with thin green vertical stripes and blue pants. His silver hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are hazel.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. 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: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Persistence, Optimist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 16000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.