Description: A 5'7" western man, he wears an entirely tan suit with black socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His white fur is knotted and matted. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Harvest is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Religious, Adventurer. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 23000 sp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He keeps his long silver hair kept up in a rat tail. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 18. 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. A true patriot, Dalgal would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He worked as a nervous Bookbinder and found it very stressful. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Bookbinder for hire.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and to unite with his sister

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Military, Job, Family. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears tattered old clothes. His moppish white hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. The war was a terrible time for him, and Thradal does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Thradal was born on a far southern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Interpreter. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Depressed. Bonds: Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 500 sp. 1 Everburning torch.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears dull tan sweaters, loose green pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed scythe, just in case. His red hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. His white eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He hates brigands. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the north. A serious injury left his father unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm father. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 10 years.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and many brigands want him driven away

Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Job, Immigrant, Debt. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 6000 cp. Jet (130 gp).

Description: Standing 6'3", this man dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He has wavy white crest. His eyes are a pleasant red.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Dragonborn in existence. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Born in the south to a Courier, Mreksh learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. In his 10th year, his parents were killed by a illithids raid, leaving Mreksh alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to illithids demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Justice, Logical. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 90000 cp. Chalcedony (50 gp). Deep blue spinel (1100 gp). Violet garnet (1100 gp). 1 Minor magic item.