Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears dark leathers with embroidery. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy chestnut hair. His eyes are amber and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While he appears to be a normal Dwarf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Joker, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Antagonistic. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 170 gp.

Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty brown coat over it. He has a blonde handlebar mustache and slicked back blonde hair. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: Everard speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. When Everard reached his early adolescence his Human father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by orcs. Everard was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the orcs.

Motivation: He wants revenge against orcs; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Enemies. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a worn and beaten armor. He keeps his long chestnut hair kept up in a rat tail. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He has all his life been fascinated with music.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Optimist, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Server

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He wears baggy pastel pantaloons and a white scarf. His feathered hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His eyes are likewise copper.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He has all his life been fascinated with painting.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Tanner hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of specialists.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and to reunite with his absent father

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 39000 sp. Blue quartz (16 gp). Lapis lazuli (16 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears dull brown sweaters, loose red pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed spear, just in case. He has done his best to style his auburn hair to look like a famous performer. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. The war was a terrible time for him, and Gimurt does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Gimurt was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He was granted divine powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military, Mentor. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 30 pp. Azurite (11 gp).