Description: He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His fur, while still mostly cinnamon, has prominent grey streaks. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. 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: He was born in the east. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and a deep hatred of dire rats

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 190 gp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His hair is long and black with streaks of brown, and is pulled back with small violet clips. His beard is brown, braided, and well cared for. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the south. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: Bertram was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, 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 Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He found a children's book about a Half-Elf Sorcerer who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Ideals: Pacifist. Bonds: Slave, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 8000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He keeps his long silver hair kept up in a rat tail. 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 is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Zepar was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Optimist, Professionalism. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 800 gp. Rhodochrosite (7 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. Her black hair is cut short. Her blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Ovak is a sociable creature first and foremost. She loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. She can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. She refers to her adoptive mother for almost all things she is unsure about, which are numerous. She is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Ovak grew up listening to her mother's many stories. She was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature dagger.

Motivation: Wants to raise her children well.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Extrovert. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 6000 cp.