Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He wears a black vest and prefers pastel and blue shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He has a very tight haircut. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Peter is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Extrovert, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 200 gp. Brown-green garnet (50 gp).

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His silver hair is singed and shortened. His eyes are likewise amber.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Peter's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature sickle.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: Zircon (30 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He keeps his golden hair in a pixie cut. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. 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: Born to a Gardener, his mother struggled to pay the bills. After coming to the age of reason, Lance took it upon himself to study the divine arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 10 years.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a black tunic with red highlights, and long black pants that bunch up around his shoes. His golden hair is matted, messy, and big. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing dancing.

History: He got into the Architect business at a young age. In his 17th year, his parents were killed by a dire rats raid, leaving Rolf alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by dire rats. Rolf was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the dire rats.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and a deep hatred of dire rats

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: Freshwater pearl (8 gp). Chrysoberyl (140 gp). Hematite (8 gp). Red-brown spinel (140 gp). Coral (140 gp). Freshwater pearl (8 gp). Moss agate (8 gp).

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears dark leathers with embroidery. He has a blonde handlebar mustache and slicked back blonde hair. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is a Miller first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Cory lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. When Cory reached his early adolescence his Human 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. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Family, Military. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 700 gp.