Description: He has a missing right arm. He wears a robe, a symbol of his god around his neck, and a hand crossbow on his belt. His red hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. 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 is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy, Hedonist. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: He is typically in his Fisher uniform. He carries with him a set of glaives on his belt, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He has dyed his greying brown hair a little too much giving a sharp brown color. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. 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's also a talented Carter, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and to be a carter again

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Cynical, Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Slave. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a white vest and prefers green and blue shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His chestnut hair is thinning but still full. He has brown eyes and a white hat with a green feather.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. William fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 47000 sp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a fancy pastel suit. His white hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. His amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. Norman is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his sisters into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. A gifted student he started as a Knight, but he got bored and became a Healer. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Job, Military. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He carries with him a set of shields, each one with a jet on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His black hair is singed and shortened. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Bellfounder hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Geoffrey 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; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 100 gp. Violet garnet (300 gp). Rose (70 gp).