Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears violet painted combat armor at almost all times. He keeps his long silver hair kept up in a rat tail. His amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of drow may trigger it at times.

History: Travok was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Bard, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Bard in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Travok has worked very hard to control his curse. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by drow. Travok was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the drow.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dwarven artifacts is his passion.

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Enemies, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 28000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a mite stocky and likes to wear black tank tops with green pants. His chestnut hair is long and unkept. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Weaver who has hired him part-time. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Addict. Bonds: Has a crush. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 5000 sp.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His black hair is braided into rings. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and retire the richest man in the north

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Fearful. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 42000 sp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: 6'8" and muscular, this northern man wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His brown hair is singed and shortened. His black eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He works hard and plays hard.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. When Cimer reached his early adolescence his Tiefling mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Hedonist. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 3000 gp. Cloth of gold vestments (120 gp). Jeweled gold crown (4000 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (2300 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (3000 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (500 gp). Old masterpiece painting (2300 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp). A delicate brass dragon egg (10 gp). A pair of blacksmith’s puzzle; each has a pair of interlocked iron designs that users try to take apart and put back together (10 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (3000 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide his balding. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady violet eyes.

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 Elf in existence. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Immeral has worked very hard to control his curse. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Butcher responsibilities is difficult; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Justice, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 500 gp.