Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He has a large tan mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his black robe. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy chestnut hair. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Apothecary arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. 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: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Disease, Sensitive. Bonds: Slave, Rich. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 400 sp. Deep green spinel (160 gp).

Description: This woman wears a black shirt with thin brown vertical stripes and black pants, and sports empty pouches on her belt. Her crest, while still mostly copper, has prominent grey streaks. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before her hampering stammer kicks in. Her temper goes off on the smallest of things. She tends to lash out at those around her.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her mother and father. Her mother taught her the rudiments of the Map Maker arts, while her father instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a ruined castle. She would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Arava took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up nunchaku and armor she uses now. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it; and to get a good night's sleep

Flaws: Insomniac, Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 1100 gp. Golden circlet with four aquamarines (2000 gp). Old masterpiece painting (700 gp). Solid gold idol (800 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (2000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She wears suspenders and blue workpants. Her shirt is violet, and she wears a heavy blue leather apron most of the time. She is physically well-built. Her chestnut hair, when down, is lengthy. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: She never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. She is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: Gifted from a young age, Tervaround studied abroad. Tervaround was born on a far southern mountains where she grew up under the tutelage of her mother, an expert Junk Dealer. Since then, she has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to pay off her debts

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Lazy. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He keeps his golden hair in a pixie cut. 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 can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. After coming to the age of reason, Dalgal took it upon himself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He bought a longbow and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. Black pearl (1600 gp). Violet garnet (1600 gp). Moss agate (15 gp).