Description: He stands about 4'9" and wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His white hair is smooth and relatively long. His half smiles and hazel eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of dire rats once and for all.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his mother. Through the years after Fivin was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Fivin's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 700 sp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (150 gp).

Description: An older man who wears brown painted combat armor at almost all times, he is not a threatening figure. He has a very tight haircut. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the south. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. 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 uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Pacifist. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 310 gp.

Description: She typically wears white cloth garments or leather armor. She carries with her a set of sais, each one with a ruby on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. She wears her white hair up in a very large beehive style do. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. She dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. Her biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: She got into the Tailor business at a young age. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. She has gone from town to town till she finds a spot where she can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, Attractive. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: This woman stands a little under 4'11" and is a bit bulky. She is very muscular particularly in the legs. She likes to wear black tank tops with violet skirt. Her silver hair is matted, messy, and big. She has gleaming, smiling red eyes.

Personality: She is a jovial happy person, but she is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. She will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. In her 15th year, while out on a day-trip, she returned to find her hometown burning and destroyed. She found her mother impaled in their home, and her father beheaded. She saw the woman who walked out, and charged her in a blind rage. The woman easily evaded and defeated her, leaving her to live broken and terrified. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Gomory 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: Optimist, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive, Fearful. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: Just what you see.