Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he has a large pastel mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his tan robe. He keeps his brown hair in a pixie cut. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Miller but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when gnolls swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. Ulblyn 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 taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to gnolls demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by gnolls, and he desires to right it.

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 4000 gp. Black pearl (1400 gp). Sard (70 gp). Banded agate (14 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly hand crossbows and ceremonial daggers. His golden hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His eyes are amber and catlike.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. Kelter is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: He was born in the north. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Opinionated. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 7000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He wears just a white suit. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His white hair is thinning but still full. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave, Adventurer. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: Alexandrite (500 gp). White pearl (90 gp). Hematite (15 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he is wearing a long, white, dusty cloak. He has a very tight haircut. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Travok lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His first spouse was a Junk Dealer, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He struck the Fortune-teller job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and wants to raise his children well

Flaws: Greedy, Fearful. Bonds: Family, Job, Religious. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 390 gp. 1 Half-Plate.