Description: He stands about 5'1" and typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep black leather and dull brown iron scale mail. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His auburn hair is cut short. This green eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Server born in the past three hundred years. He takes great joy in being the best Server in town.

History: He got into the Server business at a young age. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. In his journeys he found a malevolent artifact. He wishes to return this artifact and its corrupting influence back to where it came.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Server

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: Blue star sapphire (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His black hair is knotted and matted. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He was granted martial powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Nature, Family. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears red trousers with tan and brown striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He is an epitome of beauty. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his music with anyone who is interested.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Rich. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His long chestnut hair reaches down to his waist. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: Reynard wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Fighter, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He is a great chef.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 200 gp. Golden pearl (70 gp).

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a warhammer, but if one is not available he will default to his falchion. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: This man loves painting and to teach people painting more than just about anything. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: When he was but 5 years old his parents immigrated from the south. He has had some formal painting training, and achieved minor success. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Artistic, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Half-Plate.