Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a worn and beaten armor. His white hair is thinning but still full. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his broad grey hat.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. One day when Aldous was young, his mother was sewing while trying to overcome the flu, when suddenly his mother dropped to the ground dead. His mother had died from a severe disease that was unknown to the village doctor. Aldous was heart-stricken from the event, and his father started working long hours to provde for them. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Mundane, Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 60 pp. Rock crystal (30 gp). Moss agate (12 gp).

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears professional attire. His hair is long and silver with streaks of chestnut, and is pulled back with small grey clips. His beard is chestnut, braided, and well cared for. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Don isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of giants may trigger it at times.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when giants swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge.

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His hair is long and brown with streaks of white, and is pulled back with small black clips. His beard is white, braided, and well cared for. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born in the west. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and wants to raise his children well

Flaws: Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Solid gold idol (800 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp).

Description: He prefers to wear flannel. He carries with him a set of longswords on his belt, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He has done his best to style his silver hair to look like a famous performer. His brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

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 is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was born in the south, 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 south were limited. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence, Logical. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He typically wears violet cloth garments or leather armor. His blonde hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. His eyes are violet and beady.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. After coming to the age of reason, Ralf took it upon himself to study the psionic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 100 gp. Moss agate (16 gp). 1 Minor magic item.