Description: This western man is abnormally tall. He wears a grey deerstalker hat and grey clothes. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His white hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady green eyes.

Personality: He hates dire rats. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Ivellios was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He took after his mother in leading caravans. Because they were valued, his mother taught him to defend himself. When his mother died while fighting dire rats, the young Ivellios began to lead the lost caravan. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Revenge; and a deep hatred of dire rats

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies, Mentor. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His black hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his feathered red hat.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Flaws: Antagonistic, Secretive. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This younger middle-aged man wears a tan vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His blue leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his tan boots flare out at the collars, and a wedding ring on his right hand. He wears a deerstalker hat to cover his moderate length white hair. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is a Fisher first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. In his 18th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. Some 9 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Thamior never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Impulsive, Fearful. Bonds: In love, Job, Nature. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He stands about 5'4" and is dressed in a clean red cloak covering his clean studded leather. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His white hair is braided into rings. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

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 is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and to reunite with his absent mother

Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 500 gp. Star rose quartz (70 gp). Blue quartz (11 gp). Sardonyx (70 gp). Lapis lazuli (11 gp). Banded agate (11 gp).

Description: He is renowned for his bright red suits and hats. His chestnut hair is thinning but still full. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines hazel.

Personality: Thervan speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. The war was a terrible time for him, and Thervan does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when orcs swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His parents were killed by orcs in a raid when he was still a young child. The orcs captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by orcs. Thervan was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the orcs.

Motivation: Revenge; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by orcs, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: Just what you see.