Description: A plain young-adult man, he does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His hair is silver and very short. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his blue eyes.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the north. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Born to a Herbalist, his mother struggled to pay the bills. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Carter hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Guy 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.

Ideals: Pacifist, Professionalism, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This late middle aged man wears suspenders and brown workpants. His shirt is white, and he wears a heavy brown leather apron most of the time and is in decent physical shape. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was born in the north. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Human conditions. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Human compassion.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Racist. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: Standing 5'1", this man wears a robe, a symbol of magic around his neck, and a sai on his belt. His auburn hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with music. He constantly tries to fill his life with music. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Everard grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Human companion (his 'brother'). He has taken up work as a Apothecary and fed both sides of the war false information with the goal of increasing casualties.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Old thin voice

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

Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears suspenders and brown workpants. His shirt is blue, and he wears a heavy brown leather apron most of the time. His white hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 18. 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 has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. 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 hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Impulsive, Disease, Insomniac. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 1000 sp. 1 Masterwork Heavy steel shield.

Description: He wears a black shirt, with a brown mid length shorts with brown tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He carries with him a set of scythes, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He wears his white hair down. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Born in the west to a Tanner, Reynard learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Reynard took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up scythe and armor he uses now. He has achieved small success as a Tanner.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Family, Job, Nature. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 400 gp.