Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy blonde hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

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 loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Gilbert fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 5'6". He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather, and his gloved hand is found clutching a hammer. He has done his best to style his white hair to look like a famous performer. He is baby faced.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Clerebold was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Mayor. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Mayor.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Disease, Fearful. Bonds: Mentor, Job. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He has a very tight haircut. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: He got into the Masseuse business at a young age. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Masseuse.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Bonds: Family, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty green coat over it. Sporting a auburn mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gray.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He was born in the west. After coming to the age of reason, Alex took it upon himself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 14000 sp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'6" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a glaive, but if one is not available he will default to his longsword. His hair is long and brown with streaks of red, and is pulled back with small black clips. His beard is red, braided, and well cared for. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. 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, Trym is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. When Trym reached his early adolescence his Human mother 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 has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave, Military. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 1200 sp. 3 Tanglefoot bags.