Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a tattered pair of loose violet pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His golden hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and regain custody of his son

Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Religious, Family. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 2000 gp. Onyx (50 gp). Moss agate (8 gp). Black pearl (300 gp). Blue-white diamond (6000 gp). Freshwater pearl (8 gp). Chrysoberyl (80 gp). Rock crystal (50 gp). Rhodochrosite (8 gp). Banded agate (8 gp). Emerald (700 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His red hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker black hat.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the west. The war was a terrible time for him, and Fivin does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Fivin fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Pacifist. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 60 pp.

Description: Standing 5'3", this man is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He wears his silver hair up. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He got into the Fletcher business at a young age. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. 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: To get a good night's sleep; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Selfish, Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 1300 gp. Tourmaline (70 gp). Black opal (800 gp). Lapis lazuli (5 gp). Rose (20 gp). Golden pearl (70 gp).

Description: A 5'3" northern man, he wears green leather gloves, a green jacket, and tight pants. He has wavy golden hair. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Uthemar grew up listening to his father's many stories. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: He wears bulky white painted plate armor. He carries with him a set of shortspears on his belt, each one with a emerald on the hilt. His black hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 47. 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 is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: Tharivol lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. While he appears to be a normal Elf, 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. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Healer they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Sellsword, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: A deep hatred of illithids; and marry his sister to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 60000 cp.