Description: This southern man is wearing a long, blue, dusty cloak. His clothes are grease stained in places. His black hair is thinning but still full. His skin is flawless and his violet eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was born in the south. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Mercenary hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Dain fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 100 pp. 1 Masterwork Heavy steel shield.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His white hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. He has a dull look in his gray eyes.

Personality: He hates dire rats. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He uses divination through singing.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Ostracized due to the druidic powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Half-Elves became a terror of the countryside. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Revenge; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Gifted, Optimist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears bulky white painted plate armor. His golden hair is long and unkept. His violet eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the south. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, In love. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 200 gp. Azurite (9 gp). Chrysoprase (50 gp). Violet garnet (900 gp).

Description: This malnourished man wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. Sporting a white mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He has had some formal dancing training, and achieved minor success. He has never given up on his dancing dream.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and retire the richest man in the north

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Artistic. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Server

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 1700 sp. 1 Everburning torch. 5 Acid flasks. 4 Antitoxin.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His cinnamon fur is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His skin is flawless and his copper eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Moon grew up listening to his mother's many stories. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Attractive, In love, Adventurer. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 700 gp.