Description: This fat northern man has a bulbous nose and wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His skin is also unnaturally pale. He has chestnut hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Hubert will drive conversation. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Extrovert, Gifted, Athletic, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 400 gp. 8 Acid flasks.

Description: He wears a yellow tunic with green highlights, and long black pants that bunch up around his shoes. He carries with him a set of maces on his belt, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He wears his brown hair up in a very large beehive style do. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He disdains his fellow easterners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Ralf grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Ralf. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 1200 sp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He wears a worn and beaten armor, marred by teas. His silver hair is matted, messy, and big. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He dropped out of school to support his sick father, and resented it. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His silver hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Sculptor arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He has dedicated himself to building a better trade route.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he has money and likes to spend it

Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Immigrant, Rich, Slave. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 9000 cp. Malachite (4 gp). Violet garnet (700 gp). Golden yellow topaz (700 gp).

Description: He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman, and he perpetually has his sickle ready. His hair is blonde, silky, and of moderate length. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Butcher arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. 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 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: Money/treasure; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Lazy. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 18000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.