Description: He wears dull green sweaters, loose tan pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed hammer, just in case. He is portly but not overly obese. His silver hair is thinning but still full. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He uses divination through singing.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. Erdan 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 was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 400 gp. Chalcedony (20 gp). 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He has a auburn handlebar mustache and slicked back auburn hair. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

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

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Tabaxi, and stands approximately 6'6". He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty white coat over it, and his gloved hand is found clutching a glaive. His orange fur is unkempt and raggedy. His eyes are a pleasant amber.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 70000 cp.

Description: He is a husky man, who wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a dagger, but if one is not available he will default to his halberd. His long white hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes are gray and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when giants swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and his religion dominates his actions

Flaws: Secretive, Addict. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 14000 cp.

Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His silver hair is thinning but still full. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. 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: Chay was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. Chay 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. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and retire the richest man in the north

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Opinionated, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.