Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He wears a grey collared shirt and black pants. He accessorizes with a blue scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His hair is cut close to his head. His blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Morkral grew up listening to his father's many stories. Morkral was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Morkral decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He has dedicated himself to building a better kind of golem.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son; and he desires power and/or immortality

Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 180 gp.

Description: This northern woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized tan coat. Her head has been shaved. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Prone to second guessing herself, she comes off as nervous. She has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her father always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. While she appears to be a normal Gnome, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

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

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Shy, Antagonistic. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 100 sp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She wears a yellow tunic with tan highlights, and long grey pants that bunch up around her shoes. Her hair is chestnut and curly. She has green eyes and a yellow hat with a tan feather.

Personality: She is quiet and unassuming. She ignores others and carries on with her job unassumingly. She claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day she will do what she thinks is right.

History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. She moved from fad to fad and when she turned 15 she discovered poetry. She has never given up on her poetry dream.

Motivation: She seems to be bored by most things; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Justice, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 130 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: 2'11" and muscular, this southern man prefers to wear red pants and tee shirts. His brown hair is braided into rings. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He uses divination through singing.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. 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 was granted psionic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and retire the richest man in the south

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: Just what you see.