Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He prefers to wear green pants and tee shirts. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He keeps his blue hair in a pixie cut. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep red.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. Through the years after Cressel was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Cressel's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. 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. Cressel 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's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Persistence, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave, In love. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 320 gp. 1 Superior lock.

Description: He is a husky man, who very much looks the part of a Crown-heir. He keeps his white hair in a flapper bob. His eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with poetry. He constantly tries to fill his life with poetry. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Efferil was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature quarterstaff.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Artistic, Athletic. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 20000 cp. Rich purple corundum (500 gp). Hematite (14 gp). Rhodochrosite (14 gp). Deep blue spinel (700 gp).

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He is wearing a tight blue one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His black hair and beard is wavy and long. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Roondar was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Impeccable, Joker. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: Carnelian (40 gp). Red spinel (160 gp). Zircon (40 gp).

Description: He is wearing a tight grey one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. 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: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Tailor arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His childhood dream was to be a Spice Merchant, but he was a colossal failure. Recently the stress of being a Tailor has made it difficult for him to sleep.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 6000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His moppish black hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with poetry. He constantly tries to fill his life with poetry. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Tiefling companion (his 'brother'). He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Artistic, Optimist. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 800 gp.