Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His hair is cut close to his head. He has a dull look in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: When he was but 5 years old his parents immigrated from the west. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered west to less war torn lands. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is content

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Mundane, Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright yellow and grey, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. He is portly but not overly obese. He has moderate length blonde hair. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with writing. He constantly tries to fill his life with writing. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: When he was but 8 years old his parents immigrated from the west. His childhood dream was to be a Fortune-teller, but he was a colossal failure. He has worked as a Beggar like his father before him.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His blonde hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Dragonborn culture. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. When Tharivol reached his early adolescence his Elf 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 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; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Racist, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 70 pp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He keeps his bronze crest in a pixie cut. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

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. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.

History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. 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: He would like to get married and retire; and he's in love

Ideals: Persistence, Entrepeneur, Gifted. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 900 pp. An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (110 gp).