Description: A 3'3" northern man, he wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His silver hair has been sun bleached extensively. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He has all his life been fascinated with music.

History: A child with a great deal of music talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. 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. Fargas 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.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His long white hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His ears are large.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a son. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, In love. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This slender man stands about 5'3". He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His head has been shaved. His blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. 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: He comes from a rich western family. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Erevan was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This northern woman is abnormally tall. She wears black painted combat armor at almost all times. Her whole body is exceptionally muscular. Her copper crest is greasy and uncared for. 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 is not truly malevolent, but she is obsessed with writing. She constantly tries to fill her life with writing. She does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Dragonborns in the north were limited. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and she is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: She is a paragon of her species. She is larger and stronger than most Gnomes. Her skin is light but she possesses many brown ritualistic tattoos. She wears a tattered pair of loose tan pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. Her hair is long and red with streaks of white, and is pulled back with small tan clips. Her green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She speaks before she thinks and is too direct. She will do just about anything if she becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this she is easily convinced.

History: She was born in a small plains village. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Orla took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up glaive and armor she uses now. She has recently attracted an admirer that believes she's playing hard to get.

Motivation: She has a crush on the local Adventurer; and she wants to get laid

Flaws: Impulsive, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Has a crush, Nature. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 150 gp.