Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He is wearing a long, yellow cloak. He wears his chestnut hair up in a very large beehive style do. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He works hard and plays hard.

History: Born to a Animal Trainer, his mother struggled to pay the bills. Being born in the north, 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 north 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 west. After a long history of fighting, Kody and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Hedonist, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 1100 gp.

Description: He wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a warhammer, but if one is not available he will default to his dagger. He carries with him a set of daggers, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He wears a colorful flower in his blonde hair. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his amber eyes.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He is an amazing painter.

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 giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. William fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and a deep hatred of giants

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: 5'0" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears a fancy grey suit. He has moderate length black hair. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Manfred is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. 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; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Gifted, Athletic. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He is an epitome of beauty. His red hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. Some 10 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Wymar never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Passionate, Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, In love. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He wears a tattered pair of loose grey pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His golden hair has been sun bleached extensively. He has green eyes and a grey hat with a tan feather.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He found a children's book about a Human Druid who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Poor, Job, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Crowbar.