Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he usually wears his black robe and has his glaive always slung over his shoulder. His white hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He has violet eyes and a black hat with a green feather.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with dancing. He constantly tries to fill his life with dancing. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Healer arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Paggen abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he is greedy

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Military, Rich. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 800 sp. Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp).

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 long brown hair reaches down to his waist. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Guard. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with wide-brimmed hat. He has wavy brown hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Nuraval speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. Like his father and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Miller. He has worked as a Miller like his father before him.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Miller responsibilities is difficult; and a strong sense of loyalty to dwarven people

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Adventurer, Military, Job. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 600 sp. Solid gold idol (200 gp).

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a red vest and prefers tan and grey shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His brown fur has been sun bleached extensively. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady yellow eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Flask was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Adept, 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 Adept in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. Aquamarine (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.