Description: This man stands a little under 6'4" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his monstrous two handed axe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He wears his black crest down. He has gleaming, smiling gold eyes.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Kaladan was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Map Maker they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Scribe, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Mentor, Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 400 gp. Pink pearl (160 gp). Golden pearl (160 gp). Smoky quartz (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep grey leather and dull brown iron scale mail. Sporting a black mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Reirak grew up listening to his mother's many stories. Reirak was born on a far western desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Beggar. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To be a Spy again; and to reunite with his old friends

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 30 pp.

Description: He is dressed in an above average manner. His golden hair is lengthy. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Adelard fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Engraver

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

Possessions: 1000 cp.

Description: He usually wears his white robe and has his falchion always slung over his shoulder. His blonde hair is singed and shortened. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He wants revenge against goblins; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: Just what you see.