Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a black cloak and cross-gartered brown stockings. He has dyed his greying silver hair a little too much giving a sharp silver color. He has hazel eyes and a black hat with a brown feather.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the north. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. Like his father and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Tanner. He became a Tanner soon after.

Motivation: Expand his business; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Pacifist, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 500 gp. Malachite (12 gp). Alexandrite (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A 5'1" northern man, he wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His Stetson hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the north. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. Some 3 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Nutae never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love.

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Slave, Military, In love. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 4000 gp. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears grey trousers with tan and brown striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Berrian 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 Berrian. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Disciplined, Philantrophist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 1600 gp. An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (40 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp).

Description: A moderately attractive man, he is wearing a tight white one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His hair is chestnut and curly. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. 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. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He wants revenge against dire rats; and many dire rats want him driven away

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Enemies. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 5'4". He wears light armors faded through time and improper care, and his gloved hand is found clutching a flail. His silver hair and beard is wavy and long. He has gleaming, smiling violet eyes.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. A freak accident while working with his Painter father left him crippled. He came across an abandoned tomb where he found a relic that called out to him. After picking it up he was cursed by unlife.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insane, Disease. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 800 gp.