Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His moppish chestnut hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His brown eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 5'0" and wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He sports a flattop hair cut. He is baby faced.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Servant hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Anselm fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 100 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (500 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (500 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (500 gp).

Description: He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'1" when asserting himself. His red hair is braided into rings. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Jocelyn isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Jocelyn fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Fearful, Antagonistic, Ugly, Depressed. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep black leather and dull green iron scale mail. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy auburn hair. He has several tiny ruby earrings on each ear.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His auburn hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Percival has worked very hard to control his curse. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by goblins. Percival was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the goblins.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and revenge

Flaws: Cynical, Disease. Bonds: Military, Enemies. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 400 gp.