Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination, marred by teas. His long black hair reaches down to his waist. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Gifted from a young age, Ralf studied abroad. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Ralf took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up nunchaku and armor he uses now. He bought a nunchaku and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

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, Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 300 gp. Golden yellow topaz (200 gp). Hematite (12 gp).

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 6'5". He wears a brown coat over a green low-cut shirt, and a top hat upon his head, and his gloved hand is found clutching a rapier. He has styled his silver hair well, parting it to the right. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Armorer but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was born in a small desert village. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He is content; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Addict, PTSD, Mundane. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This younger middle-aged man dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head, and a wedding ring on his left hand. His chestnut hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Robert was born on a far northern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Ruler. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.

Flaws: Sensitive, Fearful, Mundane. Bonds: In love, Immigrant. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 200 gp. Onyx (50 gp).

Description: This man stands a little under 5'1" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He is dressed in an above average manner. His golden hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. 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 almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. A gifted student he started as a Mayor, but he got bored and became a Masseuse. He tends to his Masseuse job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Job. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He has a missing left arm. He wears bulky tan painted plate armor. His moppish chestnut hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. After a long history of fighting, Wymar and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and retire the richest man in the south

Ideals: Logical, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.