Description: An older man who wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty black coat over it, he is not a threatening figure. He has moderate length chestnut hair. His violet eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. 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: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his mother. Sark liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He bought a scythe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Breastplate.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy red stubble. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He has a hunchback. His red hair is cut short. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He hates giants. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was born into a rich family. At a young age his father died while driving off some giants. His mother being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in monstrous two handed axe use. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is greedy

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He is wearing a long, red, dusty cloak. He has a long red beard with little hanging trinkets. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Server

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She has a missing left leg. She typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep red leather and dull brown iron scale mail. Her black hair is singed and shortened. Her gray eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation she is generally quite perceptive. She notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. She is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. She was an adventurer many years ago and she formed a blood bond with her Half-Elven companion (her 'brother'). She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and she's looking for her big break

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 700 gp. Solid gold idol (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This woman is very fat, and wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. Her brown hair is singed and shortened. 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 has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with her big mouthed big gutted partner. Her partner is her best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. She constantly seizes attention wherever she goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. She likes to think of herself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. She was an adventurer many years ago and she formed a blood bond with her Half-Orc companion (her 'brother'). When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for her.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 300 gp. Aquamarine (1500 gp). Aquamarine (1500 gp).