Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a green vest and prefers pastel and blue shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His copper crest is lengthy. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gold.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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. Torinn took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up hand crossbow and armor he uses now. 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; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Nature, Religious. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Halfling, and stands approximately 2'11". He wears a tattered pair of loose white pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, and his gloved hand is found clutching a shortspear. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy silver hair. His skin is flawless and his amber eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. 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 betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Flaws: Antagonistic, Forgetful. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 80 gp. Violet garnet (200 gp).

Description: A 4'11" northern man, he is well dressed, constantly wearing a yellow suit, black shirt, and blue tie. His blonde hair is knotted and matted. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Lazy. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: He has the majority of his body covered in plate, and he perpetually has his club ready. He has styled his silver hair well, parting it to the left. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 81. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

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 graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ugol fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

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

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Selfish. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: Chalcedony (60 gp).