Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She is wearing a long, black, dusty cloak. Her scarlet crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Her gold eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She can speak with the recently deceased. She is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in her opinion.

History: Gifted from a young age, Havilar studied abroad. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Havilar took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up quarterstaff and armor she uses now. She has never given up on her music dream.

Motivation: She is greedy; and money/treasure

Ideals: Gifted, Opinionated, Artistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (40 gp).

Description: An older man who does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it, he is not a threatening figure. His long rusty crest is drawn into a two foot long braid. His red unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Rathkran was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable, Logical. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She wears a yellow vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her green leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her yellow boots flare out at the collars. Her chestnut hair has been sun bleached extensively. She has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: Calm and collected, she is a well trained Laborer. Her brief stint in the army gave her the idea she was invincible and that she is the toughest woman alive.

History: Trained by her mother for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. A gifted student she started as a Carter, but she got bored and became a Laborer. She now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and marry her sister to traveling adventurers

Bonds: Job, Military, Rich, Family. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 10000 cp. Chrysoberyl (130 gp). Black star sapphire (1000 gp). Obsidian (8 gp). Freshwater pearl (8 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Standing 4'0", this man is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He has shaved his head bald. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is mildly Dwarf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: He was born in a small forest village. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. He struck the Ploughman job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature, Job. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Half-Orc, and stands approximately 6'9". He wears a black coat over a green low-cut shirt, and a Stetson hat upon his head, and his gloved hand is found clutching a greataxe. His white hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Morg grew up listening to his father's many stories. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 9000 sp. Smoky quartz (70 gp). White opal (1500 gp).