Description: He is dressed in a clean black cloak covering his clean studded leather. His white crest is heavily combed to the left. He is baby faced.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: Rivaan lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Being born in the west, 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 west 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 north. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 50 pp.

Description: He wears skinny pants and wears a yellow and violet robe with the hood down, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'9" when asserting himself. He has wavy dark red hair. His gold eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Passionate, Persistence. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 3000 cp. Carnelian (60 gp).

Description: He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His auburn hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his blue eyes.

Personality: While he is on the job, he is grim and serious. He understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: Expand his business; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Criminal record, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 100 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (800 gp).

Description: He is a husky man, who wears bulky pastel painted plate armor. His hair is black and curly. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He is fiercely devoted to his father, and views his father's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-brother.

History: Gifted from a young age, Rurik studied abroad. 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 found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and he desires to right it; and revenge

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted, Persistence. Bonds: Family, Enemies. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 800 gp. Blue quartz (4 gp).

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a falchion, but if one is not available he will default to his morningstar, and is pretty ugly. His crest is short and silver. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. The war was a terrible time for him, and Donaar does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 1000 cp. Malachite (16 gp).