Description: A moderately attractive man, he prefers to wear flannel. His blonde hair is lengthy. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. 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, Ernest is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born into a rich family. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Passionate, Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 2100 sp.

Description: He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light green in addition to tight pants, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'1" when asserting himself. His hair, while still mostly brown, has prominent grey streaks. His blue eyes are passionate and lively.

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 plays an instrument quite well.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. He has never given up on his singing dream.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love.

Ideals: Persistence, Artistic. Bonds: Nature, In love. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 100 pp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'4" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a blue costume with the symbols of the four houses of cards on his torso. He has a long white beard with little hanging trinkets. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Secretive, Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 100 gp. Rhodochrosite (4 gp). Rock crystal (60 gp).

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized blue coat. His auburn hair is unkempt and raggedy. His gray eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. 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: Born to a Sage, his mother struggled to pay the bills. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Lewis fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To clean up the streets.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Guardian. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 5000 sp. 1 Masterwork Musical instrument. 1 Spyglass.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he very much looks the part of a Server. He keeps his long black hair kept up in a rat tail. This gray eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is a Server first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Heward took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up whip and armor he uses now. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Server and was forced into it by his family; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job, Nature, Family. Occupation: Server

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 200 gp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (800 gp). A small bag of saffron. (80 gp). 3 Tanglefoot bags.