Description: This man prefers to wear green clothing when he does not wear armor, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His copper crest is thinning but still full. He has a dull look in his red eyes.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He was granted martial powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 10000 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (60 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp). 1 Medium magic item. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: This man wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He has dyed his greying auburn hair a little too much giving a sharp auburn color. His eyes are blue.

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. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. In his 18th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Impulsive, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 800 gp. Red garnet (120 gp). Moss agate (7 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He stands about 6'2" and is dressed in a clean black cloak covering his clean studded leather. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His black hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His eyes are likewise gold. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Purson was born on a far northern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Doctor. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 900 sp.

Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look, and carries shields. His chestnut hair is greasy and uncared for. He is baby faced.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Akmen 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. 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Forgetful. Bonds: Poor, Slave. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 700 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). Carved bone or ivory statuette (30 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (130 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A woman of a pale complexion, she wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. She wears a feathered hat to hide her balding. She has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: She believes there is no problem she cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. She is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Born to a Carter, her mother struggled to pay the bills. When the war came and ruined her parents she was left adrift. She was a hard woman then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. During her travels, Vaina and her party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Vaina discovered the rest of her party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Vaina fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing her own horrible transformation.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for her; and obtaining odd cultural tabaxi artifacts is her passion

Ideals: Persistence, Impeccable. Flaws: PTSD, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized tan coat. His auburn hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his dancing with anyone who is interested.

History: Erdan was born the youngest of three triplets. 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. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Religious, Family, Mentor. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, she wears tattered old clothes. She has no hair. She is baby faced.

Personality: Calm and collected, she is a well trained Scribe. She is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of her. She is by nature obliging.

History: When she was but 8 years old her parents immigrated from the south. She worked as a nervous Scribe and found it very stressful. She has worked as a Scribe like her mother before her.

Motivation: To be a Junk Dealer again; and expand her business

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He keeps his long scarlet crest kept up in a rat tail. He has a dull look in his red eyes.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Gorbundus has worked very hard to control his curse. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to get a good night's sleep

Flaws: Insane, Insomniac, Disease. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 3000 gp. Blue star sapphire (700 gp). Rose (50 gp). Carnelian (50 gp). Deep blue spinel (700 gp). Red garnet (40 gp). Malachite (6 gp). Blue quartz (6 gp). Jasper (50 gp). Smoky quartz (50 gp).

Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He has done his best to style his green crest to look like a famous performer. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. 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. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Mehen fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Passionate, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 100 gp.