Description: A 5'11" eastern man, he prefers to wear flannel. His hair is white, silky, and of moderate length. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Rolf liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Cynical, Lazy. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 1600 sp.

Description: He has a missing left leg. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He sports a flattop hair cut. His eyes are brown and beady.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. 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. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and retire the richest man in the north

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Optimist, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 28000 sp. Tiger eye turquoise (13 gp). Rose (50 gp). Amber (120 gp). Jasper (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He dresses in green turtlenecks beneath a black coat with tan slacks. His golden hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his feathered green hat.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: He got into the Sellsword business at a young age. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Athletic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 2100 sp.

Description: An older man who wears rags and sports a simple walking cane, he is not a threatening figure. His brown hair and beard is wavy and long. His eyes are likewise green.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He has all his life been fascinated with painting.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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. Anselm took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up longbow and armor he uses now. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Artistic, Philantrophist. Bonds: Poor, Religious, Nature, Job. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 400 gp. Rose (30 gp).

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears a blue coat over a brown low-cut shirt, and a broad hat upon his head. His white hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

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. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Through the years after Lewis was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Lewis's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by brigands. Lewis was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the brigands.

Motivation: He wants revenge against brigands; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Crowbar. 1 Good lock.