Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears a grey coat over a tan low-cut shirt, and a deerstalker hat upon his head. He is an epitome of beauty. His golden hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His eyes are violet and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when orcs swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and his religion dominates his actions

Flaws: Sensitive, Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 10 pp. Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp).

Description: A 4'1" western man, he wears a tattered pair of loose grey pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His red hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. One day when Einkil was young, his father was sewing while trying to overcome the flu, when suddenly his father dropped to the ground dead. His father had died from a severe disease that was unknown to the village doctor. Einkil was heart-stricken from the event, and his mother started working long hours to provde for them. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Poor, In love, Family. Occupation: Detective

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 4000 cp. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: Her right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. She has done her best to style her scarlet crest to look like a famous performer. She is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: She never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. Animals are drawn to her, and she is able to talk to them.

History: Raiann was born the youngest of three triplets. Brilliant and gifted she never wanted to apply herself. She was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of philosophers.

Motivation: She would like to get married and retire; and wants her loneliness to end

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Has a crush. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 230 gp.

Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She wears a robe, a symbol of the four houses of cards around her neck, and a shortbow on her belt. Her hair is red and very short. Her eyes are green and beady.

Personality: She shows great sympathy to all travelers. She's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. Her philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. She was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. She never won. She now spends her time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Philantrophist, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.