Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She wears a grey armored body suit, with a simple white line shooting up and back down. She has wavy auburn hair. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She is a melancholic, but persistent worker. She resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. She has a habit of throwing herself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the north were limited. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: She feels kind of lost in life; and to prove her worth to the world

Flaws: Insane, Depressed, Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 6'3". He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame, and his gloved hand is found clutching a halberd. His golden hair is heavily combed to the right. His eyes are a pleasant amber.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Through the years after Wymar was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Wymar's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Wymar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic, Impulsive, Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This northern man likes to wear ponchos typically of a light brown in addition to tight pants. His clothes are grease stained in places. He wears his chestnut hair up. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines violet.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: Balimaar 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. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 10000 cp.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears skinny pants and wears a grey and white robe with the hood down. His white hair is cut short. He has blue eyes and a grey hat with a white feather.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Jocelyn abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Justice, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.