Description: He is in excellent shape and wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His hair is cut close to his head. His eyes are a pleasant blue.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this northern guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Frederick was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. His father 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: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Professionalism, Persistence. Bonds: Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 60 pp. Smoky quartz (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a yellow vest and prefers brown and blue shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His hair is red and very short. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 70 gp. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose pastel pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, and carries ceremonial daggers. He has done his best to style his red hair to look like a famous performer. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. The war was a terrible time for him, and Frederick does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. When Frederick reached his early adolescence his Half-Elf father 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. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

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

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Hedonist, Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Half-Elf, and stands approximately 5'7". He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition, and his gloved hand is found clutching a sickle. He is bald on top and has large white tufts of hair around his ears. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Mason

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 70 pp. Sardonyx (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He wears dull violet sweaters, loose green pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed longsword, just in case, marred by beers. He has dyed his greying silver hair a little too much giving a sharp silver color. His eyes are a pleasant violet.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 88. 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. 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, Purban is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Purban was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Wizard, 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 Wizard in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 3000 gp. Blue star sapphire (1400 gp). Amethyst (120 gp). 1 Medium magic item.