Description: He is wearing a long, brown cloak. He is portly but not overly obese. He has shaved his head bald. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Miller business.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Thoradin was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Optimist, Persistence. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: Tiger eye turquoise (5 gp). Moss agate (5 gp). Black pearl (700 gp). Clear bright green emerald (5000 gp). Amber (50 gp).

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He tends to wear a large grey jacket. He has moderate length white hair. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Guard. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Gimgen was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Gimgen decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. Being a Guard kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he is greedy

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Job, Nature, Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 380 gp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His head has been shaved. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.

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 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: Born to a pair of adventurers, Flak grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Half-Orcs in the east were limited. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 700 pp. Chrysoprase (30 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (15 gp). Amber (160 gp). Aquamarine (1400 gp). Eye agate (15 gp). Zircon (30 gp). Sard (30 gp). Tourmaline (160 gp). Alexandrite (1400 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His long auburn hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He took after his mother in leading caravans. Because they were valued, his mother taught him to defend himself. When his mother died while fighting brigands, the young Quarion began to lead the lost caravan. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Joker, Fighting, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Enemies, Slave. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 800 gp. 3 Smokesticks. 1 Everburning torch.

Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He wears dull grey sweaters, loose black pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed kukri, just in case. His white hair is braided into rings. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is obsessed with his god.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Religious, Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 370 gp.