Description: He wears a brown armored body suit, with a simple yellow line shooting up and back down. He has a chestnut handlebar mustache and slicked back chestnut hair. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines violet.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a brown armored body suit, with a simple black line shooting up and back down. His white fur is unkempt and raggedy. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Scribe hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Many giants want him driven away; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 14000 sp.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His hair is dark red, silky, and of moderate length. He has several tiny aquamarine earrings on each ear.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Miller but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Tieflings in the north were limited. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Pacifist. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 10000 cp.

Description: With violet face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears grey leather gloves, a grey jacket, and tight pants. He has a auburn handlebar mustache and slicked back auburn hair. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with poetry. He constantly tries to fill his life with poetry. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: The child of a Server, who enjoyed hunting, Nybarg was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Nybarg took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up trident and armor he uses now. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Seamstress.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and balancing his hectic life and new seamstress responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Artistic, Impeccable. Bonds: Nature, Job, Family. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 500 sp. Solid gold idol (200 gp).