Description: This dark-skinned male has the majority of his body covered in plate. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His hair is cut close to his head. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Skog was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. 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 east. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well.

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 290 gp.

Description: He very much looks the part of a Farmer. His silver hair is heavily combed to the left. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Hugh's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. 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: He got into the Farmer business at a young age. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Hugh was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of freemasons.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Impeccable, Athletic. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a husky man, who wears a violet coat over a grey low-cut shirt, and a feathered hat upon his head. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His eyes are brown and catlike.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his painting with anyone who is interested.

History: He was born in a small mountains village. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Fortune-teller. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Family, Nature, Job. Occupation: Fortune-teller

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

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a green vest and prefers brown and yellow shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His rusty crest is unkempt and raggedy. He has gold eyes.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: His psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. While he appears to be a normal Dragonborn, 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. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Tarhun fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 100 gp.