Description: He wears a green vest and prefers black and blue shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He carries a battered ceremonial dagger and tarnished halberd as well. His crest is blue and curly. His gold eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Through the years after Nadarr was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Nadarr's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was granted divine powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (300 gp).

Description: This late middle aged man very much looks the part of a Scribe and is in decent physical shape. His hair is long and brown with streaks of red, and is pulled back with small brown clips. His beard is red, braided, and well cared for. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. A true patriot, Kildrak would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and to be a unemployed again

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Job, Military, Religious. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She wears light armors faded through time and improper care, and she perpetually has her crossbow ready. Her tied-back hair is chestnut. Her eyes are gray.

Personality: In the realm of puns, she cannot help herself. She feels obliged to make them. She is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: Drenna was born in the south. At a young age she loved to build and create. Her mother was a mechanic, and taught her how to fix just about anything. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Persistence. Flaws: Lazy. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 50 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 wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty grey coat over it. His brown hair is unkempt and raggedy. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of giants may trigger it at times.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his mother. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Dwarves in the south were limited. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: Revenge.

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor, Guardian, Enemies. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.