Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a worn and beaten armor. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: Diggory wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Bard, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Gifted from a young age, Diggory studied abroad. After coming to the age of reason, Diggory took it upon himself to study the druidic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Farmer; and retire the richest man in the west

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Forgetful. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 100 gp. Amber (130 gp). Obsidian (15 gp). Red spinel (130 gp). 1 Half-Plate. 1 Darkwood Buckler. 1 Banded mail.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He wears a black tunic with blue highlights, and long green pants that bunch up around his shoes. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His auburn hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His brown eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He takes great joy in being the best Shipwright in town.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Balimaar 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 was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of philosophers.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Slave, Job, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his quarterstaff with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He is bald on top and has large white tufts of hair around his ears. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. A freak accident while working with his Laborer 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: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and money/treasure

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: A 5'2" eastern man, he wears a robe, a symbol of his god around his neck, and a axe on his belt. He wears a small hat to hide his balding. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Drogo isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. Drogo abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle, and carries scimitars. He wears his white hair down. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother 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. 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. Gilbert fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Logical. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 3000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.