Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty white coat over it. His head has been shaved. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Ront is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Ront was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Justice, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Emotional. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 1300 sp. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears professional attire. His fur is short and cinnamon. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was born at the edge of vast forest. Emerald liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Nature. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized grey coat. His hair is long and white with streaks of brown, and is pulled back with small grey clips. His beard is brown, braided, and well cared for. His ears are large.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. When Thoradin reached his early adolescence his Dwarf 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. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and a strong sense of loyalty to dwarven people

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 180 gp. White pearl (120 gp). Malachite (6 gp).

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She sports brown clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. She is bald on top and has large auburn tufts of hair around her ears. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady hazel eyes.

Personality: She tends to agree with only herself unless someone else's opinion sounds like she can profit from it. She tries to control her temper but she can't always stop herself from what she feels what must be done. She is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Liftrasa was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her father was employed at, doing general labor. In her 13th year, her parents were killed by a goblins raid, leaving Liftrasa alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, she was adopted. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 120 gp. Jet (40 gp).

Description: A thin woman, she clearly needs to put on some weight, but she still has a lot of muscle. She wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). She has done her best to style her blue crest to look like a famous performer. Her red eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. She misses her home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: Her father raised her in a mountain cabin. Her mother was a soldier and died while she was still young. Daar was left her mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. She bought a trident and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

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

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature, Military. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.