Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He likes to wear white tank tops with violet pants. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His black hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. His gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: Drogo lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the north were limited. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Optimist, Philantrophist. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 100 gp. 6 Acid flasks.

Description: This late middle aged man prefers to wear blue pants and tee shirts and is in decent physical shape. His black hair is thinning but still full. His brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Patrick was orphaned to a temple shortly after his birth. He was raised by the temple staff to care always for others above himself and to hold his god always in his heart. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Religious. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 1000 sp.

Description: An older man who dresses like a well dressed Servant does, he is not a threatening figure. His chestnut hair is still thick. He has gray eyes and a brown hat with a blue feather.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. In his 20th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 6 years.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and his religion dominates his actions

Flaws: Secretive, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Nature, Religious. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 2600 sp.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. He has done his best to style his brown hair to look like a famous performer. His brown eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Everard has worked very hard to control his curse. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 41000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He has shaved his head bald. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. 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. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Theobald fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic, Forgetful. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: Smoky quartz (30 gp). Moonstone (30 gp).