Description: The light-skinned man stands 5'4" and typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep brown leather and dull green iron scale mail. His hair is short and silver. His blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

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 claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Roland was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered painting. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

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

Ideals: Justice, Persistence, Artistic. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Guardian. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 70 pp.

Description: He wears professional attire. His white hair is still thick. 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 believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 1800 sp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His tied-back hair is auburn. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Masseuse. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Military. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: Obsidian (12 gp). Malachite (12 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears bulky grey painted plate armor. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He has dyed his greying white hair a little too much giving a sharp white color. He has gleaming, smiling brown eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He was born in the east. Balimaar abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He struck the Servant job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and to be a detective again

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His chestnut hair is singed and shortened. His eyes are a pleasant gray.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Nicholas took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up axe and armor he uses now. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Revenge; and to reunite with his absent mother

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.