Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He carries with him a set of pickaxes on his belt, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. Sporting a black mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines amber.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Cory embodies much of what other species detest in the Humans. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Through the years after Cory was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Cory's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Fighting, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 20 pp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His white hair and beard is wavy and long. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Adam was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He has achieved small success as a Mortician.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 50000 cp. Silver pearl (40 gp). Red-brown spinel (40 gp). White opal (600 gp). Moss agate (8 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His silver hair, when down, is lengthy. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his brown eyes.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: Clerebold was born with his mother's beautiful face. Clerebold 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. He has dedicated himself to building a better world.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Server

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He is renowned for his bright black suits and hats. He has a long blonde beard with little hanging trinkets. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 39. 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. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Gifted, Impeccable. Flaws: Insane, Secretive. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 100 gp. Fiery yellow corundum (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears baggy pastel pantaloons and a blue scarf, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'2" when asserting himself. His hair is chestnut and curly. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his violet eyes.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. A true patriot, Frederick would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Bookbinder. He has worked as a Bookbinder like his mother before him.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Religious, Job. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: Old masterpiece painting (700 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (700 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp).