Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. With bright brown hair and a scraggly beard. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. A freak accident while working with his Apothecary mother left him crippled. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and to be a apothecary again

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Disease. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: He is an average looking eastern male in his early mid-life. He usually wears his tan robe and has his lance always slung over his shoulder. He keeps his auburn hair in a flapper bob. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Mindartis was born on a far eastern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Glassblower. He was granted divine powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Mentor, Immigrant. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 5000 cp. 1 Masterwork Heavy steel shield.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what she was had she not made sure her armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit she is typically in her Blacksmith uniform. Her red hair has been sun bleached extensively. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: While she acts the brute, she is far gentler than she would appear. She spends most of her days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There she gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: A powerful wizard made her what she is. She couldn't stand her childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with her mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 50 gp. 1 Everburning torch.

Description: He stands about 3'2" and prefers to wear white clothing when he does not wear armor. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His brown hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Silvo grew up listening to his father's many stories. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, In love. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: With grey face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his dagger with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His hair is brown, silky, and of moderate length. His red eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of orcs may trigger it at times.

History: Oriax was born the youngest of three triplets. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. 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: Someone believes him a fraud; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Family. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 60 gp.