Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he wears long strands of topaz and short black dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His hair is auburn and curly. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Map Maker. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Map Maker. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Job, Nature. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 4000 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (100 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 4'7" and muscular, this northern man wears bulky grey painted plate armor. His hair, while still mostly auburn, has prominent grey streaks. His eyes are likewise blue.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Butcher but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Riardon has worked very hard to control his curse. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined, Pacifist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 3000 gp. Solid gold idol (500 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (170 gp). A delicate brass dragon egg (70 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (170 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The light-skinned man stands 4'8" and typically wears green cloth garments or leather armor. His auburn hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. This amber eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. A freak accident while working with his Priest mother left him crippled. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Raer fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Passionate, Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Nature, Military. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 1000 pp. Jasper (30 gp). 1 Medium magic item.