Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His auburn hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: The child of a Barrister, who enjoyed hunting, Aramil was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Aramil took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up shortbow and armor he uses now. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Athletic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 2000 gp.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he has a large pastel mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his violet robe. His fur is cut close to his head. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 89. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Cloak was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and to be a ruler again

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 800 gp. Pink pearl (130 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (14 gp). Peridot (60 gp).

Description: He wears an entirely black suit with white socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He carries with him a set of bastard swords on his belt, each one with a topaz on the hilt. His tied-back hair is auburn. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Baker who has hired him part-time. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Dûgza grew up listening to his father's many stories. He found a children's book about a Half-Orc Adept who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears bulky brown painted plate armor. With a patchy blonde beard and wild blonde hair. He has blue eyes and a brown hat with a grey feather.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Eiravel was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Eiravel was born on a far western desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Marshal. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire.

Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Mentor, Immigrant. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 2400 gp. Iolite (20 gp). Obsidian (15 gp). Freshwater pearl (15 gp). Jasper (20 gp). Black pearl (700 gp). Smoky quartz (20 gp).