Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Bowyer. He has dyed his greying silver crest a little too much giving a sharp silver color. His eyes are likewise red.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Bowyer and was forced into it by his family; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Enemies, Nature, Family, In love. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 10000 sp. Golden yellow topaz (300 gp). Red spinel (60 gp). Moonstone (20 gp). Brown-green garnet (60 gp). Aquamarine (300 gp). Malachite (13 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a yellow Stetson hat and yellow clothes. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His long white hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: He was born in a small plains village. Himo liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and to protect his home

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature, Adventurer, Guardian. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 1 Simple lock.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what she was had she not made sure her armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit she dresses in blue turtlenecks beneath a green coat with pastel slacks. Her hair is silver and curly. Her gray eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of her strength. She works very hard to maintain that gentleness. As she has aged she has sought to do reparations for her actions as a youth. She is also making sure that her compatriots who never received punishment for their crimes are brought to justice.

History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. Her parents died when she was young, and she was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Caramip grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Caramip. She has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: She has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day.

Ideals: Disciplined, Justice. Bonds: Criminal record, Slave. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 600 gp. Violet garnet (200 gp). Sard (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. She wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. Her hair, while still mostly brown, has prominent grey streaks. She has a tattooed face.

Personality: She is highly sensitive about her name. She loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. She is a ruthless business woman, a trait she acquired from her father.

History: Her necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. Brilliant and gifted she never wanted to apply herself. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Melissa fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and retire the richest woman in the north

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur, Gifted. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.