Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His silver hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Cimer abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: 6'3" and muscular, this northern man wears suspenders and pastel workpants. His shirt is grey, and he wears a heavy pastel leather apron most of the time. He sports a flattop fur cut. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: He was born in a small plains village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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. Leaf took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up bow and armor he uses now. He tends to his Masseuse job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: She is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing white cape and mantle trimmed with soft black waves gently in the breeze. She is portly but not overly obese. With bright golden hair. Her brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She has always had a great fascination with Dragonborn culture. She lacks restraint and is impulsive. She jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her father always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. She sought a place where she would be rewarded solely on the merits of her skills. This search led her directly into Ploughman work with an outfit from a few towns over. Ploughman work suited her well, and with each successful project, she earned more gold and more respect from her peers. She's also a talented Hunter, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Racist, Impulsive, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 200 pp. Iolite (60 gp). Emerald (900 gp). Moonstone (60 gp). Smoky quartz (60 gp). Chrysoprase (60 gp). Star rose quartz (60 gp).

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his shortspear with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He carries with him a set of shortspears, each one with a jet on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His crest is bronze and curly. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Sellsword hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Religious, Criminal record. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.