Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His gold crest, when down, is lengthy. His gold eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: The child of a Carpenter, who enjoyed hunting, Nadarr was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Nadarr took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up scimitar and armor he uses now. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Nadarr fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 2500 sp.

Description: He wears brown trousers with white and brown striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'0" when asserting himself. His fur is cut close to his head. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with poetry. He constantly tries to fill his life with poetry. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the east. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. Some 2 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Cloak never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Artistic, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: In love, Immigrant. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 1700 gp. A silver and pearl hairclip (10 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp).

Description: He wears baggy black pantaloons and a grey scarf. His chestnut hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. 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: He was born in a small island village. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Healer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Healer work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature shortspear.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Bonds: Attractive, Job, Nature, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 300 gp. Black pearl (500 gp). Golden yellow topaz (500 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'8" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He prefers to wear flannel. He wears a small hat to hide his balding. He has brown eyes.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He takes great joy in being the best Glassblower in town.

History: He was born in a small desert village. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

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

Flaws: Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Job, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He typically wears tan cloth garments or leather armor. He carries with him a set of kukris on his belt, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He sports a flattop hair cut. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the north. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He bought a kukri and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Pacifist, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Banded mail. 1 Darkwood Buckler.