Description: He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest, and he perpetually has his mace ready. His black hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 15 years.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Entrepeneur, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 6000 sp. Moonstone (70 gp). Golden yellow topaz (500 gp). Moss agate (5 gp). Chrysoberyl (110 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He has a large black mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his blue robe. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He wears a top hat to cover his moderate length purple hair. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are white.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes dire rats are coming to abduct people. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Ahrim was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. In his 16th year, his parents were killed by a dire rats raid, leaving Ahrim alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: A deep hatred of dire rats.

Ideals: Extrovert, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (10 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (1000 gp). Jeweled anklet (1000 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (70 gp).

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his lance, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a dagger on it. His long white hair reaches down to his waist. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Gennal was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: Sapphire pendant on gold chain (600 gp). Old masterpiece painting (600 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A plain young-adult man, 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. He wears his white hair down. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Rangrim grew up listening to his father's many stories. Rangrim 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 used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Adventurer, Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 300 gp. Sard (40 gp). Hematite (5 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (5 gp). Rose (40 gp).