Description: He sports white clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He sports a long silver beard, and similarly colored long hair. This gray eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Trym took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up greatsword and armor he uses now. He has worked as a Masseuse like his mother before him.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This late middle aged man wears grey painted combat armor at almost all times and is in decent physical shape. He has dyed his greying golden hair a little too much giving a sharp golden color. He is baby faced.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He got into the Ploughman business at a young age. 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's also a talented Mortician, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Guardian, Job. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 12000 sp. Golden yellow topaz (1000 gp). Chalcedony (70 gp). Sard (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with tan colored cloaks and clothing. His blonde hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

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 lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: Born in the west to a Marshal, Drogo learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He has achieved small success as a Marshal.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and balancing his hectic life and new marshal responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: Onyx (30 gp). Amber (80 gp).

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 5'4". He wears a tattered pair of loose white pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, and his gloved hand is found clutching a mace. His hair, while still mostly silver, has prominent grey streaks. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Born in the east to a Butcher, Norman learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Butcher for hire.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: Zircon (70 gp). Red garnet (90 gp). Azurite (4 gp). Black pearl (600 gp). Lapis lazuli (4 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy blonde stubble. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. He has a hunchback. His blonde hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his mother. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Thunderstones.