Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. Drogo was born on a far western mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Carpenter. He bought a sickle and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined, Opinionated. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a black costume with the symbols of magic on his torso, and is pretty ugly. His black hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Dustin's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He bought a ceremonial dagger and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 20000 sp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears long strands of aquamarine and short tan dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Terse. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 45000 sp. 1 Silk rope. 1 Silver holy symbol.

Description: This man typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep black leather and dull violet iron scale mail. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He has a long auburn beard with little hanging trinkets. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Miles was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 12 years.

Motivation: Expand his business; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Logical, Persistence. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 19000 cp. Chalcedony (50 gp). 4 Thunderstones. 4 Thunderstones. 3 Acid flasks.

Description: He usually wears his blue robe and has his quarterstaff always slung over his shoulder. He carries a battered longbow and tarnished quarterstaff as well. His white hair is smooth and relatively long. His eyes are gray.

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. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: Hunter hails from a village terrorized by orcs. 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. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by orcs. Hunter was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the orcs.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by orcs, and he desires to right it; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Cynical, Selfish. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: Just what you see.