Description: A middle-aged man, he usually wears his white robe and has his nunchaku always slung over his shoulder, and is pretty ugly. His moppish white hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He was born into a rich family. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. After months of barely getting by, Gunter managed to ambush a major caravan with a load of valuables. Instantly wealthy, he made his way to the capital under a new identity.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Opinionated, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This malnourished man usually wears his brown robe and has his shortbow always slung over his shoulder. His blonde hair is still thick. He has a dull look in his brown eyes.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Military, Nature. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 40 pp.

Description: He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His moppish black hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. A friendly and beautiful Human, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: Wymar was born with his mother's beautiful face. 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 hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Revenge; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insane, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 2600 sp.

Description: This fat western man has a bulbous nose and prefers to wear flannel. His skin is also unnaturally pale. He sports a long red beard, and similarly colored long hair. His eyes are blue.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Roofer arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Simon was born on a far western plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Roofer. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Emotional. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'6" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He keeps his long auburn hair kept up in a rat tail. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

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 dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Logical, Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 100 gp.