Description: 5'2" and muscular, this northern man wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His tied-back hair is black. 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 does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Theodoric is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Theodoric was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Barrister hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 600 gp. Moonstone (60 gp). Alexandrite (1400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with feathered hat. She carries with her a set of bastard swords on her belt, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. She has auburn hair. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: She is shy and timid. She has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. She is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes her no end of embarrassment.

History: Trained by her father for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Torbera fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Forgetful. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 2000 sp. Old masterpiece painting (1300 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (170 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1300 gp).

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His orange fur, when down, is lengthy. His hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. In his 16th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Cloak 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 he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Emotional, Fearful, Disease. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: An older woman who wears a simple blue robe with tan stripes complete with hood, she is not a threatening figure. Her chestnut hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She is business-like. She takes instructions and follows them to the letter. She is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure she is not cheated out of a speck.

History: She was born at the edge of vast plains. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a ruined castle. She would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Adrie took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up scythe and armor she uses now. She bought a scythe and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and she seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Professionalism, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 1900 gp.