Description: This man stands a little under 3'4" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He typically wears black cloth garments or leather armor. His red hair is matted, messy, and big. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

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. Boddynock 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 gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 400 gp. Alexandrite (800 gp). Carnelian (80 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy silver stubble. He wears grey robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a halberd, but if one is not available he will default to his mace. He has a hunchback. His silver hair and beard is wavy and long. His eyes are brown and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: Olrok was born the youngest of three triplets. Being born in the south, 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 south 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 west. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 500 sp. Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp).

Description: A 3'3" northern man, he is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. His blonde hair, when down, is lengthy. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Priest but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Gerbo was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Priest work with an outfit from a few towns over. Priest work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He's also a talented Guard, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Professionalism, Pacifist, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Priest

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 600 gp. Chrysoberyl (150 gp). Jade (150 gp). Rhodochrosite (15 gp).

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He wears grey robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a whip, but if one is not available he will default to his greataxe, marred by teas. He wears his auburn hair up. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. Stannor was born on a far eastern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Sage. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Immigrant. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 1000 cp. Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp).