Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 5'6". He wears grey robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a glaive, but if one is not available he will default to his mace, and his gloved hand is found clutching a mace. His hair is short and chestnut. His eyes are a pleasant violet.

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. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the north were limited. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Cook. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: He's in love; and to be a cook again

Ideals: Opinionated. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Has a crush. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: He wears a brown collared shirt and green pants. He accessorizes with a black scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. He has dyed his greying white hair a little too much giving a sharp white color. He has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Roofer who has hired him part-time. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He 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. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: A deep hatred of dire rats; and revenge

Bonds: Has a crush, Family, Military, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 600 gp. Carnelian (70 gp). Black pearl (300 gp). Zircon (70 gp). Sardonyx (70 gp).

Description: This man has a large black mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his pastel robe. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized emerald on his right hand. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His black eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: A child with a great deal of painting talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Morthos took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up bow and armor he uses now. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Secretive. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: He has a missing right arm. He has a large grey mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his yellow robe. His red hair and beard is wavy and long. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Bertram grew up listening to his father's many stories. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and he's looking for his big break

Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 60 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.