Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He prefers to wear black clothing when he does not wear armor. He has done his best to style his rusty crest to look like a famous performer. He has red eyes.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Kriv's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. A true patriot, Kriv would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Born in the east to a Marshal, Kriv learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. 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 has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Marshal and was forced into it by his family; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Military, Job, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 1300 gp. Iolite (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Standing 6'2", this man has the majority of his body covered in plate. He wears his white crest down. His red eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is a Merchant first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Dragonborns.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He worked as a nervous Merchant and found it very stressful. He struck the Merchant job and began his own company from there.

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

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He prefers to wear brown clothing when he does not wear armor. His hair is auburn, silky, and of moderate length. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: A powerful wizard made him what he is. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He's also a talented Sailor, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and balancing his hectic life and new map maker responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Terse, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body, and he perpetually has his trident ready. He wears his scarlet crest up. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. 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. Heskan 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 he is greedy

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist, Gifted. Bonds: Religious, Rich. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He keeps his golden hair in a pixie cut. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Born to a Beggar, his mother struggled to pay the bills. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Corkitron took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up shortbow and armor he uses now. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and to be a beggar again

Ideals: Opinionated, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Nature, Job. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 5000 sp.