Description: This northern woman is abnormally tall. She very much looks the part of a Cartwright. Her whole body is exceptionally muscular. Her hair is red and curly. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her white eyes.

Personality: Ronwe is a sociable creature first and foremost. She loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. She can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. Animals are drawn to her, and she is able to talk to them.

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. Ronwe was born on a far northern island where she grew up under the tutelage of her mother, an expert Cartwright. She now owns her own business.

Motivation: Expand her business; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Extrovert, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 50 gp. Citrine (50 gp).

Description: A 6'5" northern man, he wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His green crest is smooth and relatively long. His skin is flawless and his red eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. His parents enrolled him in a Cleric school at a young age so that he could practice his arcane talents. He bought a crossbow and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Criminal record, Nature, Family. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 50 gp. Black pearl (300 gp).

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He has dyed his greying golden hair a little too much giving a sharp golden color. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Berrian embodies much of what other species detest in the Half-Elves. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Berrian 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's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 300 sp. Sard (50 gp).

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His long red hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. In his 14th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he is greedy

Flaws: Ugly, Fearful, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 60 gp.