Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears long strands of amber and short brown dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His beige fur is lengthy. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: The child of a Painter, who enjoyed hunting, Right-Handed was taken on many hunting expeditions. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: To clean up the streets.

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Guardian, Nature. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He carries with him a set of kukris, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He wears a Stetson hat to hide his balding. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He comes from a rich southern family. 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. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Dragonborn, and stands approximately 6'4". He has the majority of his body covered in plate, and his gloved hand is found clutching a crossbow. His scarlet crest is thinning but still full. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady red eyes.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 800 sp. Chrysoberyl (150 gp). Blue sapphire (500 gp).

Description: This southern man is abnormally tall. He is wearing a long, blue, dusty cloak. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He wears his chestnut hair up in a very large beehive style do. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. The war was a terrible time for him, and Pallabar does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Pallabar was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Depressed. Bonds: Immigrant, Military, Poor. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 500 gp. Citrine (70 gp). 3 Holy water.

Description: She wears a grey collared shirt and black skirt. She accessorizes with a grey scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across her shirt. She carries with her a set of warhammers on her belt, each one with a ruby on the hilt. Her top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. She is baby faced.

Personality: She has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with her big mouthed big gutted partner. Her partner is her best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. She is cautious and jumpy. She reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Her mother raised her in a mountain cabin. Over the years she perfected her riding and shooting skills. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Urshar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and meet up once more with her childhood friend

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 160 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (14 gp). 1 Average lock.