Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His hair is red and curly. He has gleaming, smiling violet eyes.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with writing. He constantly tries to fill his life with writing. He is a great chef.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was granted arcane powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a red top hat and red clothes. His hair is chestnut and curly. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Soapmaker arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Balimaar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants revenge against brigands; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Military, Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This late middle aged man wears a white vest and prefers red and tan shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down and is in decent physical shape. He wears his auburn hair up in a very large beehive style do. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

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. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Rich. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He is bald on top and has large red tufts of hair around his ears. His violet eyes peer out from beneath his broad red hat.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Gifted from a young age, Drogo studied abroad. His parents enrolled him in a Fighter school at a young age so that he could practice his arcane talents. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist, Addict. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a green armored body suit, with a simple tan line shooting up and back down. His white hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Percival grew up listening to his father's many stories. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Human companion (his 'brother'). He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end.

Ideals: Athletic, Opinionated. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: Silver comb with moonstones (400 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (700 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (700 gp).