Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He is wearing a long, brown, dusty cloak. He wears a top hat to hide his balding. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 25. 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. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Vondal 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 Vondal. He struck the Barber job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and to find somewhere to settle down

Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 6000 cp. Golden pearl (50 gp). Sardonyx (60 gp).

Description: He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He carries with him a set of warhammers on his belt, each one with a jet on the hilt. He wears a colorful flower in his blue hair. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 48. 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. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 600 sp. Blue quartz (13 gp). 1 Masterwork manacles.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He prefers to wear flannel. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy auburn hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: This man loves poetry and to teach people poetry more than just about anything. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Orsik took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up scythe and armor he uses now. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a husky man, who wears tattered old clothes. His silver hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. 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 is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Dragonborn companion (his 'brother'). He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 40 gp. Pink pearl (110 gp).