Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose blue pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His red hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are blue and catlike.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. The war was a terrible time for him, and Simon does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Human conditions. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and a strong sense of loyalty to human people

Flaws: Antagonistic, Depressed, Racist. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 2000 sp. 1 Bullseye lantern. 1 Silk rope. 1 Masterwork manacles.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he dresses in green turtlenecks beneath a tan coat with green slacks. He keeps his brown hair in a flapper bob. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. 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, Guy is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. In the meantime he has taken over work as a Locksmith and occasionally as a mercenary.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Philantrophist, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he is well dressed, constantly wearing a blue suit, tan shirt, and black tie. He wears his chestnut hair down. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. 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: He got into the Carpenter business at a young age. 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 routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Carpenter responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Gifted, Impeccable, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 1 Tanglefoot bags. 2 Holy water. 1 Antitoxin.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears a green vest and prefers yellow and white shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His red hair is matted, messy, and big. His eyes are a pleasant green.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when giants swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. In his 18th year, his parents were killed by a giants raid, leaving Wymar alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush.

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Guardian, Has a crush, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 80 pp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He has dyed his greying black hair a little too much giving a sharp black color. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Justin took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up shield and armor he uses now. He bought a shield and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Joker, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Religious, Nature. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: Just what you see.