Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He wears baggy black pantaloons and a tan scarf, marred by sweets. His red hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Shy. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His white hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. 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, Ralf is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Ralf was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Fighter, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Fighter in service of a powerful lord somewhere. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 large cave and found the beat up kukri and armor he uses now. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Bonds: Nature, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His hair is golden, silky, and of moderate length. He has violet eyes and a blue hat with a brown feather.

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 is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Hugh fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His golden hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He has a dull look in his gray eyes.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes orcs are coming to abduct people. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and money/treasure

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 200 gp. Violet garnet (1200 gp). Eye agate (7 gp). Black pearl (1200 gp). 4 Holy water. 1 Everburning torch.

Description: He wears long strands of emerald and short brown dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He has a golden handlebar mustache and slicked back golden hair. His half smiles and amber eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Sailor. He works hard and plays hard.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his father. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the east were limited. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 80 pp. 1 Masterwork Light wooden shield. 1 Half-Plate.