Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty tan coat over it. He has a long auburn beard with little hanging trinkets. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the north were limited. He was granted martial powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 70 gp. 1 Average lock.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His hair, while still mostly brown, has prominent grey streaks. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Hamil will drive conversation. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Extrovert. Bonds: Rich, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 100 sp.

Description: He is lean but muscular and likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He is bald on top and has large white tufts of hair around his ears. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Half-Orc culture. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. The family's rival house kidnapped his sister with the intent that his sister marry their son to gain control of contested properties. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Half-Orc compassion.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 500 sp. Hematite (16 gp). Chalcedony (70 gp). Eye agate (16 gp).

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a white suit, grey shirt, and red tie. His hair is long and silver with streaks of auburn, and is pulled back with small white clips. His beard is auburn, braided, and well cared for. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: Ghaliver was born the youngest of three triplets. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Ghaliver took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up glaive and armor he uses now. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ghaliver fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and doesn't want to be a laborer and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Family. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: He wears a worn and beaten armor. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His cinnamon fur is braided into rings. His yellow eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with poetry. He constantly tries to fill his life with poetry. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Glassblower they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Shoemaker, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Artistic, Extrovert. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: Just what you see.