Description: He wears professional attire. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His tied-back hair is red. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. 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 always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and money/treasure

Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 30 gp.

Description: This northern man wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His clothes are grease stained in places. He keeps his white hair in a pixie cut. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: Taklinn was born with his mother's beautiful face. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Dwarves in the north were limited. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Wants a kiss.

Flaws: Depressed, Lazy. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 700 sp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He wears a black shirt with thin green vertical stripes and blue pants. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His hair is cut close to his head. His eyes are likewise violet.

Personality: He hates dire rats. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: Adrik was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Expert, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Expert in service of a powerful lord somewhere. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: A deep hatred of dire rats; and he desires power and/or immortality

Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 500 gp. Rose (40 gp). Rich purple corundum (800 gp).

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He wears his white hair up. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He is fiercely devoted to his father, and views his father's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-brother.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. Being born in the west, 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 west 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 north. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Family, Mentor. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 2000 sp.