Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He tends to wear a large violet jacket, marred by beers. His auburn hair is still thick. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Eiravel will drive conversation. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: He was raised in a mountains tribe. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Has a crush, Nature, Family. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 220 gp. 1 Climber’s kit.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Half-Elf, and stands approximately 5'9". He wears skinny pants and wears a yellow and black robe with the hood down, and his gloved hand is found clutching a shield. He wears a deerstalker hat to hide his balding. He has brown eyes and a yellow hat with a black feather.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the south. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: When he was but 8 years old his parents immigrated from the south. Hubert abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dragonborn artifacts is his passion; and he's in love

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Has a crush. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 700 sp. 1 Darkwood Shield.

Description: He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He has done his best to style his chestnut hair to look like a famous performer. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Travok reached his early adolescence his Dwarf 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. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Nature, Military. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: This northern woman wears a robe, a symbol of strength around her neck, and a bow on her belt. Her clothes are grease stained in places. She has wavy auburn hair. She is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: She is highly sensitive about her name. She loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. She loves teas. She is very sensitive about her face. To blow off anger she lifts weights and to control her otherwise explosive temper she works out a lot.

History: She was born in the north, but her parents moved at a very young age to the west. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Junk Dealer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Silgre 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 meet up once more with her childhood friend

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 130 gp. Rock crystal (30 gp). Black pearl (500 gp).