Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His silver hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Miner arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Miner. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and balancing his hectic life and new miner responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Antagonistic, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Rich, Job. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 900 gp. Blue sapphire (1400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a robe, a symbol of luck around his neck, and a sword on his belt. His hair is brown and curly. His skin is flawless and his hazel eyes scan people very quickly.

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 disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 2600 sp. 1 Healer’s kit. 1 Masterwork Thieves’ tools.

Description: This man is very fat, and wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a black coat. His brown hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are hazel.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. His childhood dream was to be a Soapmaker, but he was a colossal failure. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and balancing his hectic life and new layabout responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Disciplined, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Layabout

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

Possessions: 400 gp. Cloth of gold vestments (100 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (700 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (700 gp).

Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He wears a grey armored body suit, with a simple green line shooting up and back down. He has styled his white crest well, parting it to the left. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Srorthen speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: Srorthen hails from a village terrorized by giants. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and a deep hatred of giants

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 80 gp.