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. He has a long brown beard with little hanging trinkets. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Gilbert is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. 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: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Insomniac, Depressed. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 3100 sp.

Description: He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He carries with him a set of sais, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His hair is long and chestnut with streaks of white, and is pulled back with small grey clips. His beard is white, braided, and well cared for. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: Born in the west to a Shipwright, Gilbert learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 12 years.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by goblins, and he desires to right it.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a black coat over a brown low-cut shirt, and a Stetson hat upon his head. His head has been shaved. He has green eyes and a black hat with a brown feather.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 86. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. 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 is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Philantrophist, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 2900 sp. Zircon (60 gp). Malachite (14 gp). Onyx (60 gp).

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears bulky blue painted plate armor. He has red hair. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with writing. He constantly tries to fill his life with writing. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his writing with anyone who is interested.

History: He was born in the north. 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 daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers.

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 17000 cp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing black cape and mantle trimmed with soft brown waves gently in the breeze. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His long blonde hair reaches down to his waist. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Rich, Slave, Religious. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 300 gp. Rock crystal (60 gp). Tourmaline (80 gp). 1 Silk rope. 1 Masterwork Musical instrument. 1 Masterwork Thieves’ tools.