Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a robe, a symbol of the four houses of cards around his neck, and a crossbow on his belt. He has done his best to style his auburn hair to look like a famous performer. His skin is flawless and his hazel eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. 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, Kyle is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Kyle was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He is content; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears dark leathers with embroidery. He carries with him a set of quarterstaffs, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has shaved his head bald. He has brown eyes.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. One day when Drogo was young, his father was sewing while trying to overcome the flu, when suddenly his father dropped to the ground dead. His father had died from a severe disease that was unknown to the village doctor. Drogo was heart-stricken from the event, and his mother started working long hours to provde for them. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion.

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Artistic. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He is portly but not overly obese. He has a very tight haircut. His eyes are hazel and beady.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his singing with anyone who is interested.

History: Born to a Apothecary, his mother struggled to pay the bills. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered singing. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Job, Family. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: He wears dull white sweaters, loose grey pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed sickle, just in case. He carries a battered rapier and tarnished sickle as well. His red hair is heavily combed to the left. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines brown.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive, Mundane. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a brown coat. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He wears his brown hair up in a very large beehive style do. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.

History: Clerebold was born the youngest of three triplets. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 1200 sp.