Description: He wears a brown cloak and cross-gartered black stockings. His silver hair is cut short. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

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 is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Morgran lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His first spouse was a Mortician, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Family, Religious. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He tends to wear a large grey jacket. His hair is cut close to his head. His eyes are brown and beady.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Herbalist who has hired him part-time. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: When he was but 8 years old his parents immigrated from the west. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Has a crush, Immigrant, Guardian, Rich. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 50 gp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Half-Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many pastel ritualistic tattoos. He wears a green cloak and cross-gartered pastel stockings. His hair is chestnut, silky, and of moderate length. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the north. 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 left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear.

Flaws: Disease, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Guardian, Immigrant. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 700 gp. Banded agate (7 gp). Rich purple corundum (1200 gp). Aquamarine (400 gp). Aquamarine (400 gp).

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he prefers to wear flannel. With a patchy silver beard and wild silver hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. 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. Grumbar 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; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Extrovert, Fighting. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 300 gp. Blue sapphire (1200 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (11 gp). Chalcedony (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears green painted combat armor at almost all times. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the south. Wymar 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 has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: Revenge; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 40 gp.