Description: He typically wears grey cloth garments or leather armor, and carries sickles. His long white hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines amber.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with music. He constantly tries to fill his life with music. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 2000 gp. Lapis lazuli (8 gp). Fire opal (1400 gp).

Description: He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His long brown hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Fivin has worked very hard to control his curse. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Insomniac, Impulsive, Disease. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 1000 gp. Black pearl (400 gp). Hematite (5 gp). Amethyst (60 gp). Blue-white diamond (2000 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1600 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (5 gp).

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a robe, a symbol of the four houses of cards around his neck, and a sword on his belt. His white hair is braided into rings. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. 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, Beiro 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. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Passionate, Justice. Flaws: Mundane. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 4000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.