Description: This man stands a little under 6'3" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His blonde hair is cut short. He has brown eyes and a blue hat with a violet feather.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: Frederick was born the youngest of three triplets. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Frederick fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist, Logical. Bonds: Family, Attractive. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 20 pp.

Description: He very much looks the part of a Fletcher. He sports a flattop crest cut. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gold.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with singing. He constantly tries to fill his life with singing. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Fletcher for hire.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Job, Family, Nature. Occupation: Fletcher

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

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and expand his business

Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Job, Religious. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with wide-brimmed hat. He has wavy gold crest. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Direcris was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. He's also a talented Painter, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Family, Mentor, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Banker

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 400 gp. Malachite (8 gp). Rhodochrosite (8 gp).

Description: He sports blue clothing, slightly heavier than average wear, and he perpetually has his shortspear ready. He is bald on top and has large blonde tufts of hair around his ears. This blue eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of giants may trigger it at times.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. 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. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Norûk fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants revenge against giants; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 300 gp.