Description: This exceptionally lanky man is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Miller. He has moderate length scarlet crest. His red unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Miller. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Norkruuth was born the youngest of three triplets. One day when Norkruuth was young, his mother was sewing while trying to overcome the flu, when suddenly his mother dropped to the ground dead. His mother had died from a severe disease that was unknown to the village doctor. Norkruuth was heart-stricken from the event, and his father started working long hours to provde for them. He's also a talented Interpreter, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Flaws: Disease, PTSD. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 1100 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a green costume with the symbols of death on his torso. His purple hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his mother. Mormo was born on a far southern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Cartwright. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and money/treasure

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Religious. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized pastel coat. His lavender fur is lengthy. His copper eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

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 temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: Quick was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Adept, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Adept in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 310 gp.

Description: He wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a morningstar, but if one is not available he will default to his dagger. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His long silver hair reaches down to his waist. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Miles hails from a village terrorized by goblins. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to goblins demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by goblins, and he desires to right it; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Insane, Cynical. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (140 gp). Solid gold idol (400 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (600 gp).