Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His chestnut hair is braided into rings. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Dharg wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Bard, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of freemasons.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

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 baggy brown pantaloons and a grey scarf. He sports a flattop hair cut. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He has achieved small success as a Painter.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 200 gp. 3 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with brown lining and desert motifs. His chestnut hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: This man is very fat, and wears dark leathers with embroidery. His crest is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His ears are large.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. Tarhun abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. 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: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Enemies, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 700 gp. Aquamarine (1500 gp). Chalcedony (80 gp). Bloodstone (80 gp).

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His red hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and regain custody of his daughter

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Family, Immigrant, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: Just what you see.