Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a tight fitting green shirt and pants. His golden hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. A freak accident while working with his Sage mother left him crippled. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Selfish, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 300 gp. Golden yellow topaz (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a white vest and prefers grey and green shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. He is bald on top and has large golden tufts of hair around his ears. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was born in the east. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the east were limited. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 200 gp. Chrysoprase (40 gp). Golden pearl (90 gp).

Description: This man stands a little under 5'6" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a grey cloak and cross-gartered pastel stockings. He has styled his white hair well, parting it to the left. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Weaver. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Rolf fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To be a Guard again; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Logical, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A 6'3" northern man, he usually wears his black robe and has his bastard sword always slung over his shoulder. His black hair is unkempt and raggedy. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Human conditions. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle.

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Depressed, Racist. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 30000 cp. Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). 1 Full Plate.

Description: With green face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he is dressed in earthy colors with a green and blue handkerchief worn on his right side. He has wavy black hair. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the east. 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 in a small plains village. Drogo liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He bought a axe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Pacifist. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.