Description: This slender man stands about 6'4". He wears dull black sweaters, loose tan pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed lance, just in case. His silver crest, when down, is lengthy. This red eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: He was born in a small mountains village. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered north to less war torn lands. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Shy, PTSD. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 8000 sp. Sard (80 gp). Jade (40 gp). White pearl (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a tattered pair of loose blue pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He sports a flattop hair cut. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Arumawann took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up glaive and armor he uses now. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Poor, Has a crush, Nature, Family. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 30000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His red hair is heavily combed to the right. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Ploughman born in the past three hundred years. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Ploughman. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Ploughman.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Poor, Job, Slave. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 400 sp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a worn and beaten armor. He has moderate length chestnut hair. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his green eyes.

Personality: Efferil speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Efferil was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Druid, 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 Druid in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature morningstar.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of the four houses of cards around his neck, and a scythe on his belt. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. He is bald on top and has large chestnut tufts of hair around his ears. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Mogg grew up listening to his mother's many stories. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Obsidian (7 gp).