Description: He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light brown in addition to tight pants, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'4" when asserting himself. With bright blonde hair and a scraggly beard. His fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Carrie took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up morningstar and armor he uses now. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Soft and mumbly

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

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears black trousers with green and tan striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His brown hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He has several tiny topaz earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. 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: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His childhood dream was to be a Beggar, but he was a colossal failure. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears tattered old clothes. His black hair is braided into rings. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Adran was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Guardian, Mentor. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 5000 sp.

Description: He tends to wear a large brown jacket. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He has done his best to style his chestnut hair to look like a famous performer. He is baby faced.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He has all his life been fascinated with painting.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Aelar took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up axe and armor he uses now. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Artistic, Impeccable. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Nature, Guardian. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This man wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His chestnut hair is unkempt and raggedy. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady green eyes.

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. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Through the years after Tharivol was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Tharivol's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and seeks redemption

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 900 gp.