Description: This northern man is wearing a long, blue cloak. His clothes are grease stained in places. His white hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Gnomes in the north were limited. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'5" when asserting himself. His red hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Modean was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. 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: He seems to be bored by most things; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 600 gp. Rose (70 gp). Jet (130 gp). Lapis lazuli (12 gp). Rhodochrosite (12 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His white crest is unkempt and raggedy. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Tarhun was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Armorer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Tarhun fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 12000 sp. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep blue leather and dull white iron scale mail. His gray fur is unkempt and raggedy. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Fortune-teller hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 2300 gp. Tourmaline (40 gp). Chrysoprase (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.