Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'0" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. With bright auburn hair and a scraggly beard. His eyes are hazel.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Theren took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up warhammer and armor he uses now. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Religious, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 20000 cp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His blonde hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady brown eyes.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his mother. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he dresses in violet turtlenecks beneath a brown coat with white slacks. He wears a broad hat to cover his moderate length silver hair. His eyes are brown.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the north. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Riardon was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Riardon decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions.

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears brown trousers with white and black striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. Sporting a chestnut mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He is baby faced.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He worked as a nervous Miller and found it very stressful. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Miller.

Motivation: To pay off his debts; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Debt. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized grey coat. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly monstrous two handed axes and bastard swords. He has moderate length brown hair. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His childhood dream was to be a Map Maker, but he was a colossal failure. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Fisher.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Persistence. Bonds: Criminal record, Job, Rich. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 1000 gp.