Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a black vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His brown leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his black boots flare out at the collars. His crest is short and rusty. He has a dull look in his gold eyes.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Vrondiss is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born in the north to a Guard, Vrondiss learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He has dedicated himself to building a better world.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and to be a servant again

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 50 pp. Sard (30 gp).

Description: She wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress), and she perpetually has her kukri ready. She has dyed her greying gray fur a little too much giving a sharp gray color. Her green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She goes out her way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one she won't accept into her heart. She will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. She cares deeply for her spouse and does her best to make sure her guests look presentable.

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. Her father took her hunting and taught her how to get in the mind of other creatures. Since then, she has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Bonds: In love, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: Chrysoberyl (140 gp). Amethyst (140 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (7 gp). 1 Half-Plate.

Description: With yellow face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears tan robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a bow, but if one is not available he will default to his morningstar. His black hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He has several tiny amber earrings on each ear.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Tharivol was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is greedy

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

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 prefers to wear brown pants and tee shirts. He has a long golden beard with little hanging trinkets. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: He was born in the north. Because his father participated in the massacre of their homeland, brigands burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. He was preparing to flee to the north, but the outbreak of war prevented him and his mother from journeying north to reunite his family. 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: Many brigands want him driven away; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Immigrant, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 1 Healer’s kit. 1 Spyglass. 1 Bullseye lantern. 1 Silk rope.