Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears suspenders and blue workpants. His shirt is grey, and he wears a heavy blue leather apron most of the time. His tied-back hair is silver. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Trym isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His parents enrolled him in a Fighter school at a young age so that he could practice his druidic talents. 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 feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Disease, Racist, Ugly. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 7000 cp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (300 gp).

Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He is portly but not overly obese. His black hair and beard is wavy and long. His green eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Ruler born in the past three hundred years. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. In his youth he was a Miner, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger brother on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 11 years.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Ruler responsibilities is difficult; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 1800 sp. 4 Alchemist’s fire. 3 Antitoxin. 4 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He has shaved his head bald. His amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 2400 sp.

Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing white cape and mantle trimmed with soft grey waves gently in the breeze. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His long silver hair reaches down to his waist. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Roland isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Born in the east to a Interpreter, Roland learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. 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 leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: He is greedy; and money/treasure

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Job. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 1300 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a violet armored body suit, with a simple grey line shooting up and back down. He has a white handlebar mustache and slicked back white hair. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines amber.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He is obsessed with his god.

History: Drogo was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Priest.

Motivation: Expand his business; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Job, Religious. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 400 gp.