Description: Standing 3'11", this man prefers to wear brown pants and tee shirts. He wears his blonde hair up. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Veit has worked very hard to control his curse. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Antagonistic, Disease, Insomniac. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 2100 gp. Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (40 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (40 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (40 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His scarlet crest is braided into rings. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Pijjirik is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Pijjirik was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Stableman work with an outfit from a few towns over. Stableman work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has worked as a Stableman like his mother before him.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Secretive, Greedy. Bonds: Mentor, Job. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 210 gp. Moonstone (50 gp). Obsidian (16 gp).

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears an entirely white suit with blue socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His green crest is still thick. This red eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born into a rich family. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: A deep hatred of goblins; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 1700 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (900 gp).

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His purple hair is singed and shortened. His silver eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Mordai hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: When he was but 5 years old his parents immigrated from the north. 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 3000 gp. Cloth of gold vestments (140 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (2100 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.