Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a brown shirt, with a black mid length shorts with black tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His white hair is greasy and uncared for. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Baker but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Drogo was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Fighter, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Fighter in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. 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: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 100 gp. Rock crystal (80 gp). Silver pearl (40 gp). Moss agate (14 gp).

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 5'0". He wears professional attire, and his gloved hand is found clutching a sickle. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy chestnut hair. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his small violet hat.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Gifted, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A 5'5" southern man, he wears baggy black pantaloons and a grey scarf. He wears a feathered hat to cover his moderate length chestnut hair. He is baby faced.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. 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 Adventurer. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He has a missing right leg. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His brown hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his brown eyes.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the north were limited. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: Golden pearl (50 gp). Silver pearl (50 gp). Jet (50 gp).

Description: A 6'5" eastern man, he dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His red hair is thinning but still full. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is greedy

Ideals: Gifted, Professionalism. Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 1200 sp.