Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a longbow, but if one is not available he will default to his bow. He has no hair. This brown eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his mother. Anselm was born on a far northern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Butcher. 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. Anselm fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He carries a battered monstrous two handed axe and tarnished longsword as well. He has shaved his head bald. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants a kiss

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Philantrophist, Gifted. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 70 pp. Banded agate (12 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. He wears his white hair up in a very large beehive style do. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his small green hat.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 91. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: He was born in a small forest village. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He has never given up on his singing dream.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: Red spinel (160 gp). Red garnet (160 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. Sporting a blonde mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.

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. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Trey is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Trey was born on a far northern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Carpenter. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 400 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (400 gp).

Description: He has a large black mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his red robe. His hair is brown and curly. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

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 is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Ralf was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Mason work with an outfit from a few towns over. Mason work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He became a Mason soon after.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Disciplined, Persistence. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 200 gp. Moonstone (50 gp). Freshwater pearl (15 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.