Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears brown trousers with blue and yellow striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His fur, while still mostly cinnamon, has prominent grey streaks. His eyes are a pleasant amber.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes dire rats are coming to abduct people. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: A child with a great deal of singing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered singing. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Cask fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: A deep hatred of dire rats.

Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His green crest is knotted and matted. His eyes are gold and catlike.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Ghesh was born on a far northern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Jeweler. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined, Justice. Flaws: Disease, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 1700 gp. Aquamarine (800 gp). Malachite (7 gp). Azurite (7 gp). Tourmaline (110 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a brown costume with the symbols of luck on his torso. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his warhammer, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. His fur is short and orange. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: Beast hails from a village terrorized by giants. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He wants revenge against giants; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Mentor. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 2400 gp. Solid gold idol (500 gp). A pair of blacksmith’s puzzle; each has a pair of interlocked iron designs that users try to take apart and put back together (90 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (500 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (500 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This woman wears a tan small hat and tan clothes. She has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized jet on her left hand. She has moderate length brown hair. Her violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She is highly sensitive about her name. She loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. The war was a terrible time for her, and Myathethil does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. While she appears to be a normal Elf, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: She loathes her own lifestyle; and she has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Sensitive, Depressed, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 100 sp. An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (170 gp).