Description: He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His hair is blonde and curly. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: Uraim was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. Through the years after Uraim was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Uraim's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He has achieved small success as a Cartwright.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Flaws: Disease, Fearful, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Poor. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 8 Acid flasks.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His hair, while still mostly blonde, has prominent grey streaks. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Forgetful. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His hair is short and black. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Fivin embodies much of what other species detest in the Elves. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Dragonborn compassion; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 17000 cp. 7 Acid flasks. 3 Antitoxin. 2 Thunderstones.

Description: She is a mite stocky and is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. She has moderate length silver hair. Her hazel eyes peer out from beneath her broad white hat.

Personality: She has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with her big mouthed big gutted partner. Her partner is her best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Wella is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Wella liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. During her travels, Wella and her party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Wella discovered the rest of her party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Wella fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing her own horrible transformation.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and she has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 4000 cp. Pink pearl (60 gp).