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 styled his red hair well, parting it to the right. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 300 gp. White opal (500 gp).

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a halberd, but if one is not available he will default to his falchion, marred by beers. His hair is white and very short. His eyes are likewise violet.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Dean was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 2000 cp. Eye agate (15 gp). Citrine (80 gp).

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized yellow coat. His blonde hair is matted, messy, and big. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when goblins swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by goblins. Everard was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the goblins.

Motivation: A deep hatred of goblins; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. He keeps his white hair in a pixie cut. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Lance was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: To be a Brewer again; and he has a crush on the local brewer

Ideals: Persistence. Bonds: Has a crush, Nature, Enemies, Job. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He carries with him a set of flails, each one with a jet on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His hair is white, silky, and of moderate length. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.

Personality: Balimaar is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Servant business.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is greedy

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Rich. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 100 gp. Pink pearl (100 gp). Moonstone (70 gp). Banded agate (7 gp). 2 Alchemist’s fire. 1 Thunderstones.