Description: This late middle aged man wears tattered old clothes and is in decent physical shape. His blonde hair and beard is wavy and long. He has a dull look in his gray eyes.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His parents were killed by drow in a raid when he was still a young child. The drow captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Herbalist they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Stylist, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and money/treasure

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Family, Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 6000 sp. Aquamarine (1200 gp).

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His chestnut hair is greasy and uncared for. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: Jocelyn hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. The war was a terrible time for him, and Jocelyn does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. When Jocelyn reached his early adolescence his Human father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and retire the richest man in the south

Ideals: Artistic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A 4'9" northern woman, she wears a tattered pair of loose blue pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. Her head has been shaved. Her eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: A deeply religious woman she believes everything happens for a reason. She is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. She likes to tell stories.

History: Born to a Bowyer, her mother struggled to pay the bills. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Servant hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, she put together a working one.

Motivation: She feels threatened by others; and she is terrified, and will act out of fear

Flaws: Ugly, Fearful, Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This northern man wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His clothes are grease stained in places. He keeps his long blonde hair kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are gray.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Theodoric took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up whip and armor he uses now. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Opinionated. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Religious, Nature. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 200 gp.