Description: He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His chestnut hair is cut short. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. A true patriot, Borun would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Borun was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. A freak accident while working with his Carpenter mother left him crippled. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Server

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A woman of a pale complexion, she wears tattered old clothes. She has no hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: Her tongue was cut out and she uses sign language. As long as the job gets done she does not care how it got done.

History: She was raised in a island tribe. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a ruined castle. She would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Grigi took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up trident and armor she uses now. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Many drow want her driven away; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Disease. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 360 gp.

Description: 3'4" and muscular, this northern woman is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by her earthly robes.. She has wavy golden hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Orla was born with her father's beautiful face. She graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. She advanced relatively quickly due to her good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insomniac, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: This late middle aged man wears a pastel broad hat and pastel clothes and is in decent physical shape. He has done his best to style his red fur to look like a famous performer. His ears are large.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Aura liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He wants to get laid.

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Has a crush, Adventurer, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy red stubble. He wears tattered old clothes. He has a hunchback. His red hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He has violet eyes and a tan hat with a brown feather.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He was taken from his home at a very young age. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Jabbie fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious, Slave. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 1000 sp. Hematite (7 gp). 1 Banded mail.