Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a violet armored body suit, with a simple red line shooting up and back down. His silver hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He is baby faced.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the south. He is very protective of his business, his home, and his spouse. He is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. Being a Roofer kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and 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

Ideals: Pacifist, Gifted. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This slender man stands about 6'6". He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His hair is long and silver with streaks of auburn, and is pulled back with small brown clips. His beard is auburn, braided, and well cared for. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Gomory was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. Ostracized due to the arcane powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Barkeep.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and doesn't want to be a barkeep and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Selfish, Forgetful. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He keeps his black hair in a pixie cut. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. His parents enrolled him in a Fighter school at a young age so that he could practice his druidic talents. He has dedicated himself to building a better world.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Gifted, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 1900 sp. Malachite (11 gp). Jasper (70 gp). Chrysoprase (70 gp).

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears dull brown sweaters, loose pastel pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed shortspear, just in case. His blonde hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Anselm is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Many gnolls want him driven away; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Extrovert, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears bulky pastel painted plate armor. His white hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his green eyes.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Layabout profession.

History: His druidic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the north were limited. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Bather.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Bather responsibilities is difficult; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.