Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a grey shirt with thin brown vertical stripes and black pants. He sports a long golden beard, and similarly colored long hair. His violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the north. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Bertram 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. He struck the Locksmith job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Ideals: Pacifist. Bonds: Religious, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 40 gp. Alexandrite (300 gp).

Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. Her hair is long and blonde with streaks of golden, and is pulled back with small brown clips. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. She will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. She cares deeply for her spouse and does her best to make sure her guests look presentable.

History: She was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. At a young age she wooed the heart of her future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. She got away from her former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: Retire the richest woman in the south; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Optimist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Poor, In love. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 40 pp.

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his pickaxe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He has shaved his head bald. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. 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: Berrian was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Commoner, 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 Commoner in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Berrian 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. He's also a talented Body Guard, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 3200 sp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His white hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. Ostracized due to the arcane powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Aramil 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 wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Justice, Gifted. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 1000 sp.