Description: This light-skinned male wears an entirely black suit with violet socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His head has been shaved. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

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 is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his mother.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. 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. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Insane. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This late middle aged man wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition and is in decent physical shape. He keeps his red hair in a pixie cut. His brown eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with poetry. He constantly tries to fill his life with poetry. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: The child of a Stylist, who enjoyed hunting, Ralf was taken on many hunting expeditions. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Spy

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 100 gp. Peridot (60 gp). Jade (130 gp).

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He wears a simple white robe with black stripes complete with hood. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His hair is long and red with streaks of brown, and is pulled back with small white clips. His beard is brown, braided, and well cared for. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: Born in the north to a Merchant, Drogo learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Merchant. He became a Merchant soon after.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Flaws: Impulsive, Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears tattered old clothes. His brown hair is still thick. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady green eyes.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To protect his home; and money/treasure

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Guardian, Religious, Rich. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 1700 sp. Rhodochrosite (14 gp).

Description: An older man who wears grey trousers with blue and grey striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts, he is not a threatening figure. He has dyed his greying golden hair a little too much giving a sharp golden color. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Norman took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up mace and armor he uses now. He saw the violence of war and the aftermath so he converted to religion and dedicated himself to non-violence.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Racist, PTSD. Bonds: Religious, Nature. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 800 gp.