Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears brown leather gloves, a brown jacket, and tight pants. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy red hair. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 31. 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 susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He stands about 6'2" and tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His chestnut hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. His fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Gifted from a young age, Gerard studied abroad. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To protect his home; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Persistence, Gifted, Logical. Bonds: Mentor, Guardian. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 2300 sp.

Description: He has a missing right arm. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep yellow leather and dull brown iron scale mail. He has red hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Fletcher hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 500 sp. A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (100 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (600 gp). 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He wears a tight fitting grey shirt and pants. He is physically well-built. His silver hair is matted, messy, and big. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His childhood dream was to be a Brewer, but he was a colossal failure. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 7 years.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 1800 sp.

Description: A 5'11" southern man, he typically wears brown cloth garments or leather armor. His silver hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: He hates Humans with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. The war was a terrible time for him, and Drogo does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Human conditions. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and human compassion

Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: Just what you see.