Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He wears a black tunic with pastel highlights, and long red pants that bunch up around his shoes. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He wears a small hat to cover his moderate length chestnut hair. His amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: He is a Maurezhi in disguise. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Adventurer for the past few years.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Has a crush, Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 110 pp. Rhodochrosite (4 gp). Azurite (4 gp). Jade (110 gp). White pearl (110 gp). Malachite (4 gp). Moonstone (70 gp). Golden yellow topaz (800 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1500 gp).

Description: He wears blue robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a shield, but if one is not available he will default to his trident. He wears a small hat to cover his moderate length red hair. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: Aelar hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his painting career. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Aelar grew up listening to his mother's many stories. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. Now he works as a painting tutor during his time off.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Artistic, Extrovert, Logical. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 1300 gp. Golden circlet with four aquamarines (4000 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (110 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a sickle, but if one is not available he will default to his trident. His silver hair is long and unkept. His gray eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Fivin is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He wears his white hair up in a very large beehive style do. This amber eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 15000 sp. Carnelian (20 gp). Lapis lazuli (12 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (900 gp). Freshwater pearl (12 gp). Jet (100 gp). White pearl (100 gp). Deep blue spinel (400 gp). Obsidian (12 gp). Black pearl (400 gp). Red-brown spinel (100 gp).

Description: He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with yellow lining and desert motifs. His brown hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His green eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed yellow hat.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of dire rats once and for all.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Thamior grew up listening to his mother's many stories. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Persistence, Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 3000 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (1000 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (70 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (4000 gp). A delicate silver chain set with a tourmaline (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.