Description: The light-skinned man stands 6'1" and is typically in his Spice Merchant uniform. His tied-back hair is blonde. He has green eyes and a tan hat with a brown feather.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the north. 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: A child with a great deal of singing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He has had some formal singing training, and achieved minor success. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Bellfounder; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Pacifist, Impeccable, Artistic. Bonds: Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a shortspear, but if one is not available he will default to his halberd, and is pretty ugly. His red hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His eyes are blue and beady.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the west were limited. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and wants to raise his children well

Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a brown vest and prefers black and brown shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His blonde hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his broad brown hat.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Trym lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Philantrophist, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'11" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He sports yellow clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He has a black handlebar mustache and slicked back black hair. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. A gifted student he started as a Sage, but he got bored and became a Guard. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Guard and was forced into it by his family; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Nature, Job, Family. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 300 gp. Chrysoprase (50 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (5 gp). Golden yellow topaz (800 gp).

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with small hat. His black hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. The war was a terrible time for him, and Ralf does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Flaws: Mundane, Depressed, Insane. Bonds: Military, Nature. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 300 gp.