Description: He wears dull pastel sweaters, loose blue pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed quarterstaff, just in case. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his quarterstaff, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a dagger on it. His blonde hair is singed and shortened. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He uses divination through singing.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 5000 gp. Fiery yellow corundum (600 gp). Blue quartz (8 gp). Pink pearl (90 gp). Red-brown spinel (90 gp). Brown diamond (7000 gp). Rhodochrosite (8 gp). Iolite (70 gp). Jet (90 gp). Freshwater pearl (8 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (8 gp). Pink pearl (90 gp).

Description: This light-skinned male wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his pickaxe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. He sports a flattop hair cut. His eyes are brown and catlike.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Fonkin was raised in a hard working conservative environment. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Weaver.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Religious, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 120 pp. Citrine (30 gp). White pearl (50 gp). Chrysoprase (30 gp).

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty grey coat over it. His golden hair is smooth and relatively long. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines violet.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: Nuraval lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Being born in the west, 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 west 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 north. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Fortune-teller they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Hunter, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and marry his brother to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Has a crush, Family. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 20 gp.

Description: A 5'3" northern man, he wears tattered old clothes. His blue hair is singed and shortened. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines black.

Personality: He hates orcs. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Because his mother participated in the massacre of their homeland, orcs burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. He was preparing to flee to the north, but the outbreak of war prevented him and his father from journeying north to reunite his family. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by orcs, and he desires to right it; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Immigrant, Mentor. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 60 pp. Jade (130 gp). Tourmaline (130 gp). Coral (130 gp).

Description: He usually wears his green robe and has his dagger always slung over his shoulder. He is portly but not overly obese. His white hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: His druidic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To pay off his debts; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Debt. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 400 gp. Coral (40 gp). Star rose quartz (40 gp).