Description: 5'11" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He prefers to wear pastel clothing when he does not wear armor. His brown hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this western guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His hair is auburn, silky, and of moderate length. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of brigands may trigger it at times.

History: Born in the north to a Banker, Dean learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. One day when Dean was young, his mother was sewing while trying to overcome the flu, when suddenly his mother dropped to the ground dead. His mother had died from a severe disease that was unknown to the village doctor. Dean was heart-stricken from the event, and his father started working long hours to provde for them. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Junk Dealer they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Banker, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother; and expand his business

Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Enemies, Family. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 33000 sp.

Description: He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright white and blue, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He has shaved his head bald. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 15. 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 obsessed with his god.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Norman took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up trident and armor he uses now. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Flaws: Disease, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a red shirt with thin pastel vertical stripes and grey pants. His black hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His blue eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Peter hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his music career. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When Peter reached his early adolescence his Human father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He was granted divine powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his sai with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He is an epitome of beauty. He keeps his auburn hair in a pixie cut. His eyes are a pleasant amber.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Sage but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Kody 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. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Optimist, Pacifist. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: Just what you see.