Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he is dressed in a clean grey cloak covering his clean studded leather. His hair is blonde and curly. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the north. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. 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: Human compassion; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: In love, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a tattered pair of loose tan pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His black hair is still thick. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Scribe hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Optimist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A 5'1" eastern man, he wears long strands of ruby and short brown dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His red hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Banker arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. In his 12th year, his parents were killed by a orcs raid, leaving Bertram alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by orcs. Bertram was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the orcs.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 3200 sp. Pink pearl (60 gp). Amber (60 gp).

Description: He wears silk and lounges about seductively. He carries with him a set of longswords, each one with a opal on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He wears his silver hair up. His brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

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 is an amazing painter.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. Everard 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. 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. Everard fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His long auburn hair reaches down to his waist. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Scribe. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He became a Scribe soon after.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 300 gp. Freshwater pearl (16 gp). Golden yellow topaz (500 gp). 1 Silk rope. 1 Masterwork manacles. 1 Masterwork Musical instrument.