Description: He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He carries a battered ceremonial dagger and tarnished axe as well. His auburn hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. Charles enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: Charles was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Charles fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic, Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Server

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 1500 sp. Golden pearl (130 gp). Bloodstone (50 gp).

Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His long black hair reaches down to his waist. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. 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: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (800 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He stands about 5'9" and tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His long chestnut hair reaches down to his waist. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of goblins once and for all.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. At a young age his father died while driving off some goblins. His mother being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in sai use. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He is content; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting. Flaws: Secretive, Mundane. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized brown coat. His auburn hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. He is obsessed with his god.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he is greedy

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Rich. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 5000 cp. Smoky quartz (70 gp). Star rose quartz (70 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His auburn hair is matted, messy, and big. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. In his 10th year, his parents were killed by a giants raid, leaving Everard alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Slave, Enemies. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: Just what you see.