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 has a large green mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his blue robe. He has styled his blonde hair well, parting it to the right. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the east. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Disease, Forgetful. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: 6'3" and muscular, this northern man is wearing a long, grey cloak. He has moderate length black crest. His red eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He is fiercely devoted to his mother, and views his mother's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-brother.

History: Shamash lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Farmer; and regain custody of his daughter

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted, Persistence. Bonds: Guardian, Family, Has a crush. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized green coat. He has no hair. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines violet.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. In his 16th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful, Mundane. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 4000 sp. Solid gold idol (1100 gp).

Description: He wears a simple brown robe with violet stripes complete with hood. He carries with him a set of lances on his belt, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. His long copper crest is drawn into a two foot long braid. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: A child with a great deal of painting talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. 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 dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Kriv 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 to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted, Artistic. Flaws: Terse. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 240 pp. Freshwater pearl (13 gp). Hematite (13 gp). Blue quartz (13 gp). Moonstone (40 gp).

Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he wears many layers of old clothing at all times. He has shaved his head bald. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Norsko was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and he desires to right it; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Professionalism, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Selfish. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 150 gp.