Description: He tends to wear a violet poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His silver hair and beard is wavy and long. His brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He was born in the east. Because his mother participated in the massacre of their homeland, goblins burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. He was preparing to flee to the east, but the outbreak of war prevented him and his father from journeying east to reunite his family. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He wants revenge against goblins.

Flaws: Disease, Shy, Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: She wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 6'2" when asserting herself. Her blue crest is thinning but still full. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She is irritable and easily angered. She is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use her stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. She works hard and plays hard.

History: She got into the Cartwright business at a young age. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Cartwright. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic, Hedonist. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: Chalcedony (80 gp).

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 is wearing a tight red one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His chestnut hair is unkempt and raggedy. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 96. 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 cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Through the years after Pikar was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Pikar's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and wants his loneliness to end

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He carries a battered trident and tarnished dagger as well. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 island due to the painful memories there. Thervan took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up dagger and armor he uses now. After a long history of fighting, Thervan and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and regain custody of his daughter

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Nature. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 140 gp. 1 Climber’s kit.