Description: 4'8" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His black hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: To be a Bookbinder again; and balancing his hectic life and new brewer responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Rich, Job. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 1000 sp.

Description: This tall, slender man wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His red hair is braided into rings. His skin is flawless and his violet eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 55. 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 loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his music with anyone who is interested.

History: Aelar was born with his father's beautiful face. 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 never given up on his music dream.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 40 pp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He is wearing a long, brown cloak, marred by beers. His hair is cut close to his head. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Lamlis was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Nature, Poor, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 1100 gp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady brown eyes.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He uses divination through singing.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north; and he wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Athletic, Professionalism, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Server

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 3000 gp. A necklace of small pink pearls (2000 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (6000 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he prefers to wear tan pants and tee shirts. His blonde hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are a pleasant gray.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: Theren was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 700 gp.