Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He has dyed his greying black hair a little too much giving a sharp black color. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Drogo hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his painting career. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Drogo was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. Now he works as a painting tutor during his time off.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Artistic, Professionalism, Logical, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: Citrine (30 gp). Azurite (8 gp). Brown-green garnet (150 gp). Freshwater pearl (8 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An older man who wears a worn and beaten armor, he is not a threatening figure. He has a long white beard with little hanging trinkets. His eyes are brown and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He disdains his fellow easterners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Shágflak was raised in a hard working conservative environment. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: Revenge; and someone believes him a fraud

Bonds: Guardian, Immigrant, Job, Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 90 pp. Jeweled electrum ring (4000 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1500 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (90 gp). Finely wrought small gold bracelet (30 gp).

Description: He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. He is physically well-built. His hair, while still mostly black, has prominent grey streaks. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He has all his life been fascinated with poetry.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. 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's also a talented Laborer, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Miner responsibilities is difficult; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Passionate, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 10000 sp.

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 wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His scarlet crest has been sun bleached extensively. His half smiles and gold eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Flaws: Depressed, Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Priest

Voice: German accent

Possessions: Just what you see.