Description: He wears a brown costume with the symbols of magic on his torso, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'3" when asserting himself. His brown hair has been sun bleached extensively. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Marshal. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Marshal arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature morningstar.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Marshal responsibilities is difficult; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Rich, Family. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 170 gp. 3 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His hair, while still mostly auburn, has prominent grey streaks. He has several tiny jet earrings on each ear.

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. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Farmer arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he 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. Kilvar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 40 gp. 2 Antitoxin.

Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His white hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. Brottor is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: Brottor was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Unemployed they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Hunter, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Optimist, Persistence. Bonds: Family, Rich. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 80 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This slender woman stands about 5'11". She is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers her face most of the time. She wears her orange fur down. Her ears are large.

Personality: She is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, she's a very lovable idiot. More though she will beg to come along on any journeys. She will attempt to stowaway on any ship she can in the hopes that it will get her further away.

History: She was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. She dropped out of school before completing her studies. Since then, she has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. Her black fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. 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 has a good heart but also a terrible temper. She will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. She loves teas. She is very sensitive about her face. To blow off anger she lifts weights and to control her otherwise explosive temper she works out a lot.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Shivering fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and she's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: American accent

Possessions: Moss agate (15 gp). Coral (70 gp). Zircon (50 gp). 1 Thunderstones. 1 Everburning torch. 2 Holy water.