Description: This late middle aged man does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it and is in decent physical shape. His green crest is smooth and relatively long. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. A friendly and beautiful Dragonborn, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. Shedinn liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of philosophers.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Religious. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 340 gp.

Description: He wears a simple pastel robe with brown stripes complete with hood, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'4" when asserting himself. His brown fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Left-Handed will drive conversation. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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. Left-Handed took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up bow and armor he uses now. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north.

Ideals: Extrovert, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 10 pp. Violet garnet (1300 gp).

Description: 3'0" and muscular, this northern man prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His hair is auburn, silky, and of moderate length. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Bucklal speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: He is a Succubi in disguise. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 2500 sp.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he is wearing a long, black, dusty cloak. His auburn hair is cut short. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

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. While he appears to be a normal Half-Orc, 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and obtaining odd cultural half-orc artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Gifted, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 100 gp. 3 Acid flasks. 1 Antitoxin.

Description: He wears a tight fitting violet shirt and pants. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He keeps his long black hair kept up in a rat tail. His gold eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

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. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Born to a Masseuse, his father struggled to pay the bills. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He tends to his Barber job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Flaws: Insomniac, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 80 pp. Pink pearl (120 gp). Blue sapphire (1300 gp). Bloodstone (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.