Description: A well shaped woman just over fifty, she dresses well, wearing black shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. Her white crest is thinning but still full. She has gleaming, smiling red eyes.

Personality: Here is a woman who knows she is the smartest in the room. She talks down to others constantly. She believes the world needs to unite to get rid of goblins once and for all.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Savaran was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of her oldest sister, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Dragonborns became a terror of the countryside. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to goblins demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: She feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Mentor. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His fur is cut close to his head. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: Pelt was born the youngest of three triplets. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Fortune-teller they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Herbalist, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears green robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a scythe, but if one is not available he will default to his bastard sword. His long white crest is drawn into a two foot long braid. His gold eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: Fax was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. 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 is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Philantrophist, Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 2100 sp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His long silver hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. 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 is erratic and paranoid. He believes dire rats are coming to abduct people. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Sammal was born with his mother's beautiful face. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Sammal took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up bastard sword and armor he uses now. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Many dire rats want him driven away; and someone believes him a fraud

Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Religious, Nature. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: With red face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty pastel coat over it. He wears a broad hat to hide his balding. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is a Navigator first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He's also a talented Carpenter, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero.

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Job, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 1 Chain shirt.