Description: A pudgy woman standing about 6'7" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. Her scarlet crest is heavily combed to the left. Her fair skin shows little sign of her aristocratic breeding.

Personality: The woman has a huge range of feeling. She will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how she will be a better person from this day on. She is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. She went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Havilar 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 has a rivalry with the church that dominates her actions

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Miller

Voice: German accent

Possessions: Tiger eye turquoise (12 gp). Sard (40 gp).

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. She typically wears green cloth garments or leather armor. Her white crest is unkempt and raggedy. Her gold eyes peer out from beneath her small green hat.

Personality: She can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. She loves being with her children and actually smiles when they are around. She would do anything for them. She dislikes her ex a great deal.

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. In her 14th year, her parents were killed by a orcs raid, leaving Pyxrin alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, she was adopted. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by orcs. Pyxrin was horrified and prayed that her father was alright. However, she heard that her father had died fighting off the orcs.

Motivation: Regain custody of her son.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a grey suit, black shirt, and grey tie. His blonde hair and beard is wavy and long. His eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Optimist, Impeccable. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious, In love. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: This fat southern woman has a bulbous nose and wears a red wide-brimmed hat and red clothes. Her skin is also unnaturally pale. Her black hair is thinning but still full. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the south. She dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. Her biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. She dropped out of school before completing her studies. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Pacifist, Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 100 sp.

Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His green crest is long and unkept. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. In his 10th year, his parents were killed by a dire rats raid, leaving Valorean alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: To protect his home; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Rich, Enemies, Guardian. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 300 gp.