Description: This fat northern man has a bulbous nose and wears long strands of sapphire and short grey dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His skin is also unnaturally pale. He has dyed his greying golden hair a little too much giving a sharp golden color. His brown eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and money/treasure

Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Rich, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a blue costume with the symbols of the sun god on his torso. His blonde hair is smooth and relatively long. His eyes are likewise green.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: He was born in a small mountains village. His necromantic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. 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: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 2000 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (50 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (500 gp). A delicate silver chain set with a tourmaline (80 gp). Gold cup set with emeralds (4000 gp). Gold music box (3000 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (50 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (400 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (50 gp). Silver ewer (80 gp).

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with yellow lining and desert motifs. With a patchy golden beard and wild golden hair. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He became a Fisher soon after.

Motivation: Expand his business; and to be a soapmaker again

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Forgetful. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 1600 gp. Zircon (40 gp). Lapis lazuli (13 gp). Deep blue spinel (1300 gp). Chrysoprase (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he dresses well, wearing white shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His hair is long and black with streaks of blonde, and is pulled back with small white clips. His beard is blonde, braided, and well cared for. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Thamior will drive conversation. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Extrovert, Logical. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. He keeps his brown hair in a flapper bob. He has a dull look in his amber eyes.

Personality: He hates goblins. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and many goblins want him driven away

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 1200 gp.