Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His fur is red and curly. His skin is flawless and his hazel eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. The war was a terrible time for him, and Serpent does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

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. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He bought a mace and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Nature. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 7000 cp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a tight fitting violet shirt and pants. He has styled his black hair well, parting it to the right. This hazel eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Born in the east to a Mason, Naill learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 4 years.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Mason responsibilities is difficult; and expand his business

Ideals: Athletic, Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: 6'7" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a sword, but if one is not available he will default to his kukri. His purple hair is knotted and matted. His black eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker black hat.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Modean is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born to a Scribe, his father struggled to pay the bills. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. After a long history of fighting, Modean and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with violet colored cloaks and clothing. His brown hair is greasy and uncared for. He has a dull look in his gray eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Miner. He tends to his Miner job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

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

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Job, Religious. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 2000 cp. Brown-green garnet (90 gp). 4 Tanglefoot bags.