Description: He wears bulky white painted plate armor. His moppish golden hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. 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, Drogo is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Insane, PTSD. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 1600 sp.

Description: He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His long chestnut hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. In his 19th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Flaws: Terse, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork studded leather. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He wears a green tunic with white highlights, and long blue pants that bunch up around his shoes. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He sports a flattop hair cut. His gray eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. 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: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Passionate, Philantrophist. Bonds: Slave, Adventurer, In love, Enemies. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears a white coat over a green low-cut shirt, and a deerstalker hat upon his head. His blonde hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. His amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing writing.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Human activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Human doctor. He has never given up on his writing dream.

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

Ideals: Disciplined, Artistic. Flaws: Racist, Fearful. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 400 gp. 4 Holy water. 1 Alchemist’s fire.

Description: He wears a red vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His blue leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his red boots flare out at the collars. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. With a patchy white beard and wild white hair. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady hazel eyes.

Personality: Frederick hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his painting career. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: He was born in the south. A freak accident while working with his Scribe mother left him crippled. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To protect his home.

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 300 gp.