Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears an entirely black suit with green socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His brown hair is braided into rings. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: Borgu was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Sage work with an outfit from a few towns over. Sage work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He's also a talented Roofer, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Job. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 110 pp. Bloodstone (80 gp). Iolite (80 gp). Blue star sapphire (1500 gp).

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is dark but he possesses many black ritualistic tattoos. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His long golden hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Ralf speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Ralf lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 10 years.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Painter responsibilities is difficult; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Job, Family, Rich. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He sports brown clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His brass crest is long and unkept. He has red eyes.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Through the years after Baradad was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Baradad's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Antagonistic. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 2400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This northern man is wearing a long, white cloak. His clothes are grease stained in places. He is bald on top and has large brown tufts of hair around his ears. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Taklinn speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the north. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. During his travels, Taklinn and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Taklinn discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Taklinn fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 190 gp. 1 Average lock.