Description: 6'3" and muscular, this eastern man dresses in black turtlenecks beneath a pastel coat with white slacks. He has done his best to style his blue crest to look like a famous performer. His gold eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Srorthen 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.

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 1 Climber’s kit.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. His white fur is unkempt and raggedy. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: This man loves painting and to teach people painting more than just about anything. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: Cask was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Mason hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and retire the richest man in the north

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 30 gp. Jasper (20 gp). 1 Banded mail.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His bronze crest is knotted and matted. His eyes are red and catlike.

Personality: Norkruuth hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his writing career. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Rich, Military. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly sais and rapiers. His golden hair is unkempt and raggedy. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: Raer was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He worked as a nervous Body Guard and found it very stressful. He struck the Body Guard job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor, Job. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: Just what you see.