Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His hair is chestnut and curly. He has a dull look in his hazel eyes.

Personality: Thoradin wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 island due to the painful memories there. Thoradin took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up glaive and armor he uses now. He bought a glaive and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and money/treasure

Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: She is wearing a long, brown cloak. Her golden hair is wavy and long. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: Hlin speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. She is clearly well-traveled and educated. She is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Dwarves.

History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. She was an apprentice working in her mother's forge. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: Dwarven compassion; and nothing but the best is good enough for her

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Racist, Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: 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 skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. He has a very tight haircut. His blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Koeth 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 was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Military, Nature. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This dark-skinned male wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. He wears a deerstalker hat to hide his balding. His fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Through the years after Ahvain was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Ahvain's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Has a crush. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 320 gp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He tends to wear a blue poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He has a long chestnut beard with little hanging trinkets. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

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. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His crest is cut close to his head. His eyes are likewise gold.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. 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: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Dragonborns in the north were limited. He was granted druidic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Passionate, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 1900 sp. Red-brown spinel (110 gp). Lapis lazuli (16 gp). 1 Masterwork Light wooden shield.

Description: This southern man is abnormally tall. He wears blue robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a crossbow, but if one is not available he will default to his warhammer. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His hair is short and white. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of gnolls once and for all.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. Gimble was born on a far southern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Barrister. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by gnolls, and he desires to right it.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 3000 cp. A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (30 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (90 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: The light-skinned woman stands 4'8" and wears professional attire. She wears a colorful flower in her brown hair. Her eyes are likewise brown.

Personality: She is filled with cunning. She likes to feign weakness letting people think she is weak. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Emen is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: Emen lived on a farm with her mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. After coming to the age of reason, Emen took it upon herself to study the psionic arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. She was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of specialists.

Motivation: An old rival family wants her found; and doesn't want to be a fortune-teller and was forced into it by her family

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 230 gp.

Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. She has golden hair. This blue eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: She is extraordinarily eccentric. She is obsessed with her god.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. Her father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but she insists her father was legitimate. She's also a talented Bather, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: She has a rivalry with the Church that dominates her actions; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 200 gp.