Description: He prefers to wear flannel. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His hair is red and very short. This brown eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. 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 west. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Apothecary they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Sellsword, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and to reunite with his absent father

Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Family. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. He has a long brown beard with little hanging trinkets. His skin is flawless and his hazel eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was born in a small forest village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Theobald took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up quarterstaff and armor he uses now. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to be a ploughman again

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 20 gp.

Description: He wears a black costume with the symbols of death on his torso. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his greatsword, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. He has silver crest. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He comes from a rich western family. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To protect his home; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Job, Rich, Religious, Guardian. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 190 gp.

Description: He wears a red vest and prefers brown and yellow shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He carries with him a set of hammers on his belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. His hair is short and auburn. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

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 keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. 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. Curran fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: Just what you see.