Description: He has the majority of his body covered in plate. He carries with him a set of sais on his belt, each one with a ruby on the hilt. His chestnut hair is cut short. His half smiles and blue eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is a Miller first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of orcs may trigger it at times.

History: Born in the south to a Miller, Frederick learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He tends to his Miller job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and many orcs want him driven away

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Miller

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'7" when asserting himself. He wears a top hat to cover his moderate length white hair. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 15. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Apothecary. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Insane, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Rich, Job. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This slender man stands about 5'1". He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His hair is chestnut and curly. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. 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: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He wears an entirely white suit with tan socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. He has a brown handlebar mustache and slicked back brown hair. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the west were limited. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

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

Ideals: Philantrophist, Artistic, Athletic. Bonds: Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a flail, but if one is not available he will default to his spear. His hair, while still mostly golden, has prominent grey streaks. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.

Personality: Everard is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born in the west. He always admired divine-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 100 gp.