Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His silver hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Shepherd arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. Some 9 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Alex never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Addict, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, In love. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 20 gp. Silver pearl (40 gp).

Description: This man stands a little under 3'7" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. With bright blonde hair and a scraggly beard. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is mildly Gnome supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is fiercely devoted to his father, and views his father's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-brother.

History: He was born at the edge of vast forest. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Fibblestib took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up flail and armor he uses now. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Junk Dealer.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Family, Nature, Job. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: French accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He prefers to wear black pants and tee shirts. He has styled his red hair well, parting it to the right. This blue eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Rûkdûg hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north; and he is greedy

Ideals: Artistic, Joker, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 1100 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 6'2" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His black hair is knotted and matted. His skin is flawless and his gray eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

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 lycanthropy at a very young age, Ghâm has worked very hard to control his curse. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Opinionated, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 500 gp.