Description: He dresses in grey turtlenecks beneath a yellow coat with blue slacks, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'9" when asserting himself. Sporting a silver mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Born in the west to a Slave Trader, Krakhorn learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. 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. He's also a talented Sellsword, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: To protect his home; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Guardian. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 1 Chain shirt.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'6" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His red hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are amber.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Bruz fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Dyer; and money/treasure

Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting. Bonds: Religious, Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: A pair of blacksmith’s puzzle; each has a pair of interlocked iron designs that users try to take apart and put back together (70 gp). Jeweled anklet (1000 gp). Gold music box (1000 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This tall, slender man wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with grey lining and desert motifs. His gray fur is lengthy. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Beast took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up quarterstaff and armor he uses now. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish, Addict. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 400 sp. Malachite (11 gp). 3 Holy water.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears bulky grey painted plate armor. He keeps his white hair in a flapper bob. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: He was born in the south. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Dwarven companion (his 'brother'). He has dedicated himself to building a better trade route.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dwarven artifacts is his passion; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Opinionated, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 50 gp. Pink pearl (130 gp).

Description: This tall, slender man wears a grey Stetson hat and grey clothes. His chestnut hair is smooth and relatively long. His black eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He hates brigands. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Euron took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up axe and armor he uses now. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Logical. Bonds: Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 130 gp.