Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his lance with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His crest is white and curly. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He is fiercely devoted to his mother, and views his mother's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-brother.

History: He got into the Fortune-teller business at a young age. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and money/treasure

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Family, Job, Rich. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: Black pearl (600 gp). Tourmaline (100 gp). Golden yellow topaz (600 gp). Moss agate (7 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with top hat. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly shortspears and crossbows. He has moderate length golden hair. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. The war was a terrible time for him, and Norûk does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Criminal record, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 1300 gp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears dull black sweaters, loose tan pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed axe, just in case. He wears a small hat to cover his moderate length red hair. His fierce red eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Cimer's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. Some 10 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Cimer never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable, Optimist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 300 gp. Carnelian (60 gp). Rhodochrosite (6 gp). Banded agate (6 gp). Alexandrite (1500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'6" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He usually wears his black robe and has his bastard sword always slung over his shoulder. His blue hair is lengthy. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep white.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Euron took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up bastard sword and armor he uses now. 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: Retire the richest man in the north; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Joker, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: Just what you see.