Description: He wears a black costume with the symbols of his god on his torso. He is portly but not overly obese. His white hair is singed and shortened. His red eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

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 takes great joy in being the best Locksmith in town.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Therai took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up warhammer and armor he uses now. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He stands about 4'9" and is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His silver hair is greasy and uncared for. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Berrian was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Expert, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Expert in service of a powerful lord somewhere. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Miner hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: To be a Carter again; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 90000 cp. White pearl (40 gp). Chrysoberyl (40 gp). Violet garnet (1000 gp). White opal (1500 gp).

Description: Standing 4'1", this man wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His red hair is smooth and relatively long. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Mayor. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.

History: Rurik was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature lance.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: This younger middle-aged man prefers to wear flannel, and a wedding ring on his left hand. He has a long chestnut beard with little hanging trinkets. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: Thervan lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son; and seeks redemption

Bonds: In love, Guardian, Has a crush, Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 1900 sp. 1 Masterwork Musical instrument. 1 Masterwork Thieves’ tools. 1 Healer’s kit.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he likes to wear red tank tops with blue pants. He has wavy brown hair. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. Roge is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his sisters into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Seamstress they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Scribe, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers.

Flaws: Ugly, Terse. Bonds: Poor, Family, Slave. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 3000 sp. Blue quartz (6 gp). Golden pearl (90 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.