Description: 3'8" and muscular, this northern man wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty green coat over it. His hair is long and blonde with streaks of brown, and is pulled back with small green clips. His beard is brown, braided, and well cared for. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is mildly Gnome supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Gnomish activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Gnomish doctor. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Fearful. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a blue costume with the symbols of magic on his torso. He carries with him a set of scythes on his belt, each one with a ruby on the hilt. His dark red hair is matted, messy, and big. This white eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. His parents enrolled him in a Bard school at a young age so that he could practice his divine talents. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. Deep blue spinel (500 gp).

Description: He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his longbow, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. His fur is gray and very short. His fierce yellow eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Fragrant has worked very hard to control his curse. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Job. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 330 gp.

Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He carries with him a set of scythes, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His rusty crest is lengthy. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

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. A true patriot, Tarhun would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Bather hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. 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. Tarhun 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.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Military, Slave. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: White opal (1000 gp). Hematite (11 gp). Alexandrite (1500 gp). Obsidian (11 gp). Peridot (20 gp). Alexandrite (1500 gp). Star rose quartz (20 gp). Iolite (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Halfling, and stands approximately 2'11". He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep brown leather and dull blue iron scale mail, and his gloved hand is found clutching a shortbow. His hair is golden and very short. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. While he appears to be a normal Halfling, 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. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 100 gp. Rhodochrosite (13 gp). Red spinel (150 gp). Lapis lazuli (13 gp). Moss agate (13 gp).