Description: 6'7" and muscular, this western man wears a green small hat and green clothes. He has dyed his greying bronze crest a little too much giving a sharp bronze color. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. A true patriot, Quarethon would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Quarethon was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Monk, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Monk in service of a powerful lord somewhere. When Quarethon reached his early adolescence his Dragonborn father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Military, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 390 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: 3'11" and muscular, this northern woman is dressed in earthy colors with a grey and green handkerchief worn on her right side. Her silver hair is cut short. Her eyes are likewise green. Her teeth are white and perfect.

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. She is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Dwarves.

History: She was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. Like her mother and her sister before her, after school she went straight into learning to become a Merchant. She's also a talented Crown-heir, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Athletic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: She is lean but muscular and wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. She keeps her silver hair in a pixie cut. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She is a Cartwright first and foremost. She believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. As she has aged she has sought to do reparations for her actions as a youth. She is also making sure that her compatriots who never received punishment for their crimes are brought to justice.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. She sought a place where she would be rewarded solely on the merits of her skills. This search led her directly into Cartwright work with an outfit from a few towns over. Cartwright work suited her well, and with each successful project, she earned more gold and more respect from her peers. 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. Giselle fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Cartwright responsibilities is difficult; and she is unsatisfied with her job

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Bonds: Poor, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His silver hair is knotted and matted. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 11. 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: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Ostracized due to the arcane powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Dwarves became a terror of the countryside. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Antagonistic. Occupation: Carter

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 800 sp.