Description: He wears many layers of old clothing at all times, and he perpetually has his falchion ready. His hair is blonde and curly. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. 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 born on a small isolated farm. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. 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. Ront fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Fighting, Passionate. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: Rose (50 gp).

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a simple grey robe with green stripes complete with hood. His blonde hair is heavily combed to the right. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He has dedicated himself to building a better trade route.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 130 gp.

Description: This woman is tall and muscular. She wears professional attire. Her black fur has been sun bleached extensively. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She is envious of other's things. She hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that she so desires. She is a ruthless business woman, a trait she acquired from her father.

History: She was born on a small isolated farm. Beast liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. She now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

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

Ideals: Athletic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 6000 cp. Pink pearl (70 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a black coat. His brown hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are silver.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Weaver. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

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. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Expand his business; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical, Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Military. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). She carries with her a set of pickaxes on her belt, each one with a topaz on the hilt. She has slicked back white hair. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk she knows how to make people feel guilty. She has a cruel streak; something she gained from her previous mentor. She harbors resentment against her former mentor.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Myathethil fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs; and she has a rivalry with the church that dominates her actions

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Depressed, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Religious. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Climber’s kit. 1 Healer’s kit.