Description: This late middle aged man wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition and is in decent physical shape. His red hair is heavily combed to the right. His eyes are green and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Jak was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered writing. He has never given up on his writing dream.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable, Persistence, Artistic. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: A well shaped woman just over fifty, she wears long strands of jet and short tan dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. Her brown hair is greasy and uncared for. Her blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She is fixated on the number 74. She counts her steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. She seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. She enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Trained by her mother for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. Her mother was a soldier and died while she was still young. Silaqui was left her mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: She is greedy; and money/treasure

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This woman stands a little under 6'8" and is a bit bulky. She is very muscular particularly in the legs. She wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. Her bronze crest is singed and shortened. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: She will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken her opponents. Despite her formidable combat skills she remains a coward. A true patriot, Hethress would do anything for her country. She is fiercely protective of her fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: She was born in the north, but her parents moved at a very young age to the west. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to her current location. 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. Hethress fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: A pudgy woman standing about 6'1" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. Her silver crest is lengthy. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She is witty, but her monotone delivery comes off as unnerving She is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Farideh was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Barbarian, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Barbarian in service of a powerful lord somewhere. She was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature sword.

Motivation: She wants to meet her childhood hero; and she's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 3100 sp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears yellow leather gloves, a yellow jacket, and tight pants. His silver hair and beard is wavy and long. He has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Through the years after Vanuath was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Vanuath's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 300 sp.