Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his warhammer with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He has a long golden beard with little hanging trinkets. His green eyes dart from person to person.

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 receives visions of the future at random moments

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Being born in the north, 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 north 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 east. After a long history of fighting, Gomory and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Family, Slave. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 600 gp. Sard (70 gp). Amethyst (50 gp). Smoky quartz (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is light but he possesses many pastel ritualistic tattoos. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His green eyes peer out from beneath his broad black hat.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Raymond has worked very hard to control his curse. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Armorer. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Gifted, Optimist. Flaws: Disease, Fearful. Bonds: Has a crush. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 200 gp. Bloodstone (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. She has moderate length silver hair. Her eyes are a pleasant violet.

Personality: She is irritable and easily angered. She is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use her stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. She is skeptical of what others tell her and is slow to trust.

History: Yvonne was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Paladin, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Paladin in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Since her mother passed away years ago, her father had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. 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: Meet up once more with her childhood friend; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. She prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for her hunting needs. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. Her blonde hair is well kept. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady green eyes.

Personality: She is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. She plays an instrument quite well.

History: The child of a Herbalist, who enjoyed hunting, Herleva was taken on many hunting expeditions. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Herleva took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up club and armor she uses now. She now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Slave, Nature. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 600 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1200 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (60 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (140 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.