Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a worn and beaten armor. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the east; and he is greedy

Ideals: Professionalism, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 20 gp.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'9" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His lavender fur is long and unkept. His ears are large.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Drifting was raised in a hard working conservative environment. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. 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.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 300 pp.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His feathered hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Boddynock has worked very hard to control his curse. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and retire the richest man in the north

Ideals: Joker, Logical, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His brown hair is long and unkept. His green eyes peer out from beneath his broad brown hat.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature morningstar.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he desires power and/or immortality

Flaws: Ugly, Terse. Bonds: Slave, Adventurer. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is dark but he possesses many tan ritualistic tattoos. He wears a black armored body suit, with a simple tan line shooting up and back down. He has wavy chestnut hair. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 77. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. 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: Thamior was born the youngest of three triplets. While he appears to be a normal 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. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Family, In love. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 24000 cp. Eye agate (9 gp). 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Breastplate. 1 Breastplate.