Description: This man stands a little under 4'0" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He has a large red mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his grey robe. His red hair is knotted and matted. His brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing painting.

History: Dain was born the youngest of three triplets. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Addict, Insane. Bonds: Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Guard

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 6000 sp. Tourmaline (140 gp). White pearl (140 gp).

Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He wears his auburn hair up in a very large beehive style do. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his brown eyes.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He was granted divine powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Professionalism, Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 6000 gp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1300 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (30 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (30 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (2900 gp). Solid gold idol (1000 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (30 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (900 gp). Jeweled gold crown (2000 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp).

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears baggy black pantaloons and a green scarf. His chestnut hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: This man loves painting and to teach people painting more than just about anything. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: Erevan was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Barbarian, 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 Barbarian in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Half-Elves in the west were limited. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 300 gp. Peridot (20 gp). Onyx (20 gp).

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep white leather and dull tan iron scale mail. His moppish black hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines brown.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: Mûzglob was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Opinionated, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 3'1" when asserting himself. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his gray eyes.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. 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: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Calcitro fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: Freshwater pearl (8 gp). Chrysoprase (60 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.