Description: He wears a green vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His red leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his green boots flare out at the collars. He carries with him a set of swords on his belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. Sporting a golden mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His brown eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when giants swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. At a young age his mother died while driving off some giants. His father being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in sword use. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 900 gp. Golden circlet with four aquamarines (2000 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (2000 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp).

Description: He wears a black cloak and cross-gartered pastel stockings, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'5" when asserting himself. He has a blonde handlebar mustache and slicked back blonde hair. He is baby faced.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He takes great joy in being the best Dilettante in town.

History: Mindartis was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Mindartis grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Mindartis. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Dilettante and was forced into it by his family; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 70000 cp.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a tan coat over a white low-cut shirt, and a wide-brimmed hat upon his head. His hair is white, silky, and of moderate length. He has hazel eyes.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: Immeral hails from a village terrorized by goblins. After coming to the age of reason, Immeral took it upon himself to study the druidic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and many goblins want him driven away

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 120 pp. An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (90 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (4000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He wears a small hat to hide his balding. His eyes are a pleasant green.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Adventurer born in the past three hundred years. 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, Raer is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. A gifted student he started as a Marshal, but he got bored and became a Adventurer. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Adventurer for the past few years.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he is content

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he very much looks the part of a Marshal. He is bald on top and has large blonde tufts of hair around his ears. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the north. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. He worked as a nervous Marshal and found it very stressful. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Marshal for hire.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and to be a detective again

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Mentor. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 1700 gp. 1 Minor magic item.