Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a white shirt with thin brown vertical stripes and yellow pants. He has moderate length red hair. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

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 refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Patrick took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up scimitar and armor he uses now. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Nature. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with top hat. With bright silver hair and a scraggly beard. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He has all his life been fascinated with writing.

History: Rolf was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Sellsword.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Artistic, Athletic. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 1400 sp.

Description: This dark-skinned male wears blue robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a rapier, but if one is not available he will default to his hand crossbow. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His hair is golden and very short. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his green eyes.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

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 routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insane, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He prefers to wear yellow pants and tee shirts. He wears a deerstalker hat to cover his moderate length auburn hair. His green eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. 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. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Rolf fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he is greedy

Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Slave. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man stands a little under 6'3" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears suspenders and white workpants. His shirt is grey, and he wears a heavy white leather apron most of the time. His brown hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. 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, William is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: William lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: A deep hatred of giants; and marry his sister to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Philantrophist, Justice, Logical. Bonds: Family, Enemies. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 400 gp. Jet (60 gp). Blue quartz (15 gp). 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Banded mail.