Description: He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His silver hair is cut short. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Thradal lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Being born in the north, 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 north 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 west. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and doesn't want to be a sage and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 270 gp.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His brown hair is matted, messy, and big. His violet eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 8. 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 has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. 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: Doesn't want to be a Mayor and was forced into it by his family; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Slave, Family. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His hair is white, silky, and of moderate length. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Travok was born the youngest of three triplets. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Travok took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up warhammer and armor he uses now. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion.

Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Family, Nature. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A 5'1" eastern man, he wears pastel robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a scimitar, but if one is not available he will default to his sai. His red fur is thinning but still full. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Architect profession.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He became a Interpreter soon after.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Interpreter responsibilities is difficult.

Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 1500 gp.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a green coat. His brown hair is smooth and relatively long. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: Einkil hails from a village terrorized by dire rats. He worked as a nervous Mercenary and found it very stressful. He has achieved small success as a Mercenary.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Flaws: Insane, Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Job. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 900 gp. Silver pearl (160 gp). Banded agate (4 gp). Banded agate (4 gp). Blue sapphire (1200 gp). Citrine (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.