Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears red robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a ceremonial dagger, but if one is not available he will default to his hand crossbow. His red fur has been sun bleached extensively. His eyes are a pleasant copper.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this northern guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. 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 routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 1000 sp.

Description: He is renowned for his bright grey suits and hats. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He has styled his red hair well, parting it to the left. He has a dull look in his green eyes.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: Krimmon lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He has achieved small success as a Marshal.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and to reunite with his absent father

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Lazy. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Job. Occupation: Marshal

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

Possessions: 400 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He wears a tight fitting blue shirt and pants, marred by sweets. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 21. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of orcs may trigger it at times.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. After coming to the age of reason, Gimurt took it upon himself to study the psionic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by orcs, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 3 Holy water.

Description: He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He carries with him a set of sais, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His hair is auburn, silky, and of moderate length. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He works hard and plays hard.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother 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. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Vondal fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 1100 gp. Black star sapphire (1200 gp). Peridot (50 gp). Black pearl (800 gp). Violet garnet (800 gp). Freshwater pearl (10 gp). Carnelian (50 gp). Rose (50 gp). Deep blue spinel (800 gp). Aquamarine (800 gp).

Description: He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He is portly but not overly obese. His red hair is braided into rings. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this northern guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother 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 now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.