Description: He wears tattered old clothes. His black hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are brown.

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. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Theodoric was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Insane. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 2600 sp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (800 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). 1 Masterwork Artisan’s tools. 1 Silver holy symbol.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He typically wears blue cloth garments or leather armor. His moppish blonde hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the north. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was born in a small plains village. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is greedy

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Nature, Rich. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 13000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His golden hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Athletic, Justice, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Musical instrument. 1 Superior lock. 1 Masterwork Artisan’s tools.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His hair is silver and curly. This hazel eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. 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, Anthony is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Justice, Logical. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Religious, Nature. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'10" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep blue leather and dull brown iron scale mail. His blonde hair is cut short. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a son. Some 6 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Don never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: He is content.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Religious, In love. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: Just what you see.