Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose tan pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He carries with him a set of sickles, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his gray eyes.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.

History: Ratak was born the youngest of three triplets. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ratak fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Family. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His hair is short and auburn. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when orcs swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Professionalism, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: Standing 5'4", this man wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His moppish auburn hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. While he appears to be a normal Half-Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. Some 4 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Wymar never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Bather and was forced into it by his family.

Ideals: Passionate, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor, In love. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He has done his best to style his bronze crest to look like a famous performer. His eyes are likewise red.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. 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 always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While he appears to be a normal Dragonborn, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and retire the richest man in the north

Ideals: Athletic, Entrepeneur, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 600 sp. Red spinel (140 gp). 1 Magnifying glass.

Description: He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his hand crossbow, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. He has wavy scarlet crest. His red eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is mildly Dragonborn supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: Shedinn was born with his father's beautiful face. 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. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Racist, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 800 gp. Fiery yellow corundum (1400 gp). Alexandrite (300 gp). Malachite (14 gp).