Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His hair is brown and curly. He has gleaming, smiling silver eyes.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 69. 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 disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Poor, Slave. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 1500 gp. Onyx (70 gp). Citrine (70 gp).

Description: A middle-aged man, he is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing tan cape and mantle trimmed with soft blue waves gently in the breeze, and is pretty ugly. His auburn hair is braided into rings. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When Brottor reached his early adolescence his Dwarf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He tends to his Navigator job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Military, Job. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 190 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (16 gp). Obsidian (16 gp).

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His white hair has been sun bleached extensively. He has amber eyes.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. 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: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 16000 sp. Old masterpiece painting (600 gp). Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (30 gp).

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his mace with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His fur is white and very short. This copper eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is a Apothecary first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Apothecary for hire.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His golden hair, when down, is lengthy. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Horhog was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Horhog fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.