Description: He wears bulky brown painted plate armor, and carries shields. Sporting a silver mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He has brown eyes.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Carter. Shane enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Shane has worked very hard to control his curse. He became a Carter soon after.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Hedonist, Disease. Bonds: Job, Mentor. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy blonde stubble. 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 has a hunchback. He has a long blonde beard with little hanging trinkets. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His first spouse was a Farmer, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Has a crush, Religious, Family. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he tends to wear a green poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His hair is long and blonde with streaks of black, and is pulled back with small green clips. His beard is black, braided, and well cared for. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. 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, Anselm is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He got into the Mortician business at a young age. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Mortician for hire.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and to be a roofer again

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Slave. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears yellow painted combat armor at almost all times. His moppish red hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Dyer. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Anselm was born with his father's beautiful face. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He became a Dyer soon after.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and money/treasure

Ideals: Extrovert. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 21000 cp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. With a patchy silver beard and wild silver hair. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: The child of a Server, who enjoyed hunting, Miles was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Miles took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up shortspear and armor he uses now. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Athletic, Optimist, Joker. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 100 gp. Aquamarine (300 gp). Blue star sapphire (1200 gp).