Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears blue robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a rapier, but if one is not available he will default to his pickaxe. His chestnut hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Through the years after Aelar was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Aelar's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Emotional, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 360 pp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He prefers to wear flannel. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His brown hair and beard is wavy and long. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. In his 11th year, his parents were killed by a orcs raid, leaving Radomir alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: A deep hatred of orcs.

Flaws: Emotional, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A woman with a friendly, welcoming air about her, she wears professional attire. She has wavy silver crest. Her skin is flawless and her gold eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: She thrives on attention. She does whatever is in her power to gain the attention of whomever she deems a fit date. She also is a firm believer in the womanly ideal.

History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Since her father passed away years ago, her mother had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Marshal.

Motivation: She seems to be bored by most things; and to be a sailor again

Flaws: Impulsive, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A woman of a pale complexion, she wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with brown lining and desert motifs. Her white fur is kept up in a ponytail inside a top hat. Her eyes are copper.

Personality: She hates brigands. She views them as having robbed her home of its proper glory. On top of that she is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to her employer will always come first she doesn't like to hit women.

History: She was born into a rich family. In her 12th year, her parents were killed by a brigands raid, leaving Dynamic alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, she was adopted. She has been saving her money to try and buy her brother's freedom.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it.

Bonds: Enemies, Has a crush, Adventurer, Rich, Family. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 210 pp.

Description: He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat, and carries sickles. His black hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the south. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist, Professionalism. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: This man wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his hammer with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His hair is red and curly. This hazel eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: The child of a Gardener, who enjoyed hunting, Bulzo was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Bulzo took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up hammer and armor he uses now. He has achieved small success as a Apothecary.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Bonds: Nature, Job, In love. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A woman with a friendly, welcoming air about her, she prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. She carries her fan with her everywhere and carries herself as the perfect lady. She has bronze crest. Her red eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: She is a jovial happy person, but she is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. Her actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as she answers to a power that mortal women fail to acknowledge.

History: Raised by wardens she was only a novice when dire rats swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. While she appears to be a normal Dragonborn, 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. Since then, she has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: She wants revenge against dire rats; and she is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Server

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 28000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A stocky darker skinned woman, she is dressed in earthy colors with a blue and green handkerchief worn on her right side. She keeps her red hair in a flapper bob. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, she has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. She is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure she is not cheated out of a speck.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Dara grew up listening to her mother's many stories. Dara liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. She is searching for what she claims is her rightful reward.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and she is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Disciplined, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what she was had she not made sure her armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit she wears a brown vest and prefers pastel and violet shirts. Her boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. Her brown fur is smooth and relatively long. She has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: She is quite rude, and likes to deride her opponents skill and shout insults at them. She believes the world needs to unite to get rid of dire rats once and for all.

History: Trained by her father for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. Through the years after Fragrant was born, her father became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Fragrant's father didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. After a long history of fighting, Fragrant and her spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies, Military. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 3000 sp. Deep blue spinel (1400 gp). Jasper (70 gp). Violet garnet (1400 gp). Zircon (70 gp). Obsidian (16 gp). Blue quartz (16 gp).