Description: 3'6" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears a blue tunic with grey highlights, and long green pants that bunch up around his shoes. He keeps his long blonde hair kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are gray.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. A gifted student he started as a Barrister, but he got bored and became a Bellfounder. He's also a talented Barrister, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: To be a Barrister again; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 280 gp.

Description: This younger middle-aged woman wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment, and a wedding ring on her left hand. Her golden hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a wide-brimmed hat. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines green.

Personality: She is unhospitable to her core. Her small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. She is cautious and jumpy. She reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: She was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. 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. She now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Retire the richest woman in the north.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 320 gp.

Description: This western woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She wears dull green sweaters, loose pastel pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed mace, just in case. She wears a broad hat to hide her balding. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. The war was a terrible time for her, and Armara does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and she feels kind of lost in life

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Cynical, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 30 gp. White pearl (100 gp).

Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty tan coat over it, and carries longswords. His hair, while still mostly black, has prominent grey streaks. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Eiravel will drive conversation. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: Eiravel was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. When Eiravel reached his early adolescence his Elf 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. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Eiravel 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; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Poor. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 30 gp.