Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a pastel vest and prefers blue and brown shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He has moderate length silver hair. His hazel eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He was born in a small island village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Frederick took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up bow and armor he uses now. He has never given up on his music dream.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Terse. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 11000 cp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He dresses well, wearing brown shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His auburn hair is smooth and relatively long. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Arnold was born the youngest of three triplets. A gifted student he started as a Mayor, but he got bored and became a Marshal. He became a Marshal soon after.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and wants to raise his children well

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Family, Job. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and 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. With bright red hair and a scraggly beard. His eyes are hazel.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Roland took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up quarterstaff and armor he uses now. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north; and to unite with his sister

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Nature, Family. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 6'5" and prefers to wear white pants and tee shirts. His blonde hair is cut short. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Percival hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his singing career. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of drow may trigger it at times.

History: A child with a great deal of singing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He took after his mother in leading caravans. Because they were valued, his mother taught him to defend himself. When his mother died while fighting drow, the young Percival began to lead the lost caravan. He was granted psionic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Artistic, Entrepeneur, Gifted. Bonds: Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He is dressed in a clean brown cloak covering his clean studded leather. He sports a flattop hair cut. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with writing. He constantly tries to fill his life with writing. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when orcs swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He has never given up on his writing dream.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and he wants revenge against orcs

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic, Extrovert. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Whispers

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