Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He prefers to wear white pants and tee shirts. He has a silver handlebar mustache and slicked back silver hair. 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 is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy, Lazy. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 4000 gp. A necklace of small pink pearls (1000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (3000 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (500 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (110 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (1000 gp).

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He wears a robe, a symbol of his god around his neck, and a quarterstaff on his belt, marred by beers. His hair is short and red. 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 is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Thervan was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 100 pp. Obsidian (6 gp). White pearl (90 gp). Deep green spinel (90 gp). Eye agate (6 gp). Amber (90 gp). Zircon (60 gp). Deep green spinel (90 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1200 gp). Violet garnet (1200 gp). Rhodochrosite (6 gp). Peridot (60 gp).

Description: This fat southern man has a bulbous nose and is wearing a long, black, dusty cloak. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He found a children's book about a Elf Wizard who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 2000 gp. A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (80 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp).