Description: He wears a grey shirt, with a black mid length shorts with black tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his halberd, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. He sports a long golden beard, and similarly colored long hair. He has green eyes and a grey hat with a black feather.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Dworic is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Joker, Justice. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 50 gp. 1 Alchemist’s fire.

Description: A hulking woman with gigantic muscles, she wears skinny pants and wears a yellow and brown robe with the hood down. Her hair is short and blonde. Her eyes are a pleasant blue.

Personality: She considers herself a woman of culture and sophistication. She likes a good challenge to her wits. She is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Sumnes was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. Her father was very strict, and drilled into her lessons on being the perfect lady. 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: She desires power and/or immortality; and she made a deal with a demon which lead to her current lot in life, and she's becoming increasingly nervous about it

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Mentor, Adventurer, Debt. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: Blue quartz (10 gp). 1 Bullseye lantern.

Description: She wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her hand crossbow, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. Her copper crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. She has a tattooed face.

Personality: She is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. She also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. She is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. She likes to tell stories.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Dragonborns in the north were limited. She left for the north, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: She is terrified, and will act out of fear; and she is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences her actions

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 100 sp.

Description: This man stands a little under 6'2" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his glaive with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His crest is short and gold. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 3 years.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 5000 cp. Jet (40 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle, and carries bows. He wears a colorful flower in his white hair. He is baby faced.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: Gomory lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 80 gp. 1 Darkwood Shield.

Description: He wears skinny pants and wears a yellow and pastel robe with the hood down. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. Rolen 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 has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 130 gp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. With a patchy black beard and wild black hair. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his gray eyes.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. 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 left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears skinny pants and wears a grey and green robe with the hood down. He carries with him a set of glaives, each one with a jet on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His silver hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

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 has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Gardain fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Impulsive, Mundane, Depressed. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 7000 cp. 1 Masterwork studded leather.

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. He carries with him a set of hand crossbows on his belt, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He has wavy red hair. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born in the west. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Dwarves in the west were limited. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

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

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 240 gp. 1 Half-Plate.