Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'5" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He typically wears green cloth garments or leather armor. He has dyed his greying silver hair a little too much giving a sharp silver color. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Aelar lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and he desires power and/or immortality

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Hedonist. Bonds: Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He has a missing right arm. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He has moderate length brown hair. His half smiles and brown eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north; and he is content

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 350 pp. Sapphire pendant on gold chain (2000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). Jeweled anklet (1000 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (600 gp).

Description: This man is very fat, and wears a black costume with the symbols of luck on his torso. His hair is long and white with streaks of red, and is pulled back with small black clips. His beard is red, braided, and well cared for. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He is obsessed with his god.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when brigands swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered south to less war torn lands. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions.

Flaws: Ugly, Greedy, PTSD. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 1600 gp. Eye agate (6 gp). Sard (50 gp). Hematite (6 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears dull black sweaters, loose tan pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed bow, just in case. He carries with him a set of bows, each one with a opal on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His tied-back hair is auburn. His amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Nature, Religious. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 1600 gp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he typically wears green cloth garments or leather armor. His hair is chestnut and curly. His eyes are gray.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Laucian grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Laucian. After months of barely getting by, Laucian managed to ambush a major caravan with a load of valuables. Instantly wealthy, he made his way to the capital under a new identity.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and seeks redemption

Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 500 gp.