Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He has shaved his head bald. His gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. In his 16th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Addict, Fearful. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. Her hair is long and silver with streaks of chestnut, and is pulled back with small grey clips. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: She snorts whenever she laughs or is feeling confident. She does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for her. She lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. Her childhood dream was to be a Farmer, but she was a colossal failure. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Bonds: Rich, Military, Job. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He wears a tight fitting red shirt and pants. He wears his chestnut hair up in a very large beehive style do. His eyes are a pleasant amber.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: Pikar was born the youngest of three triplets. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: He's in love; and marry his brother to traveling adventurers

Flaws: Depressed, Secretive. Bonds: Family, In love, Has a crush. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 6000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His black crest is heavily combed to the right. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. The war was a terrible time for him, and Direcris does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Shoemaker hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. During his travels, Direcris and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Direcris discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Direcris fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Shy, Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 1400 gp.