Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He wears bulky violet painted plate armor. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: This man loves dancing and to teach people dancing more than just about anything. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: Thamior lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. 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 has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Family. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 6000 gp. Amethyst (70 gp). Moonstone (20 gp). Deep blue spinel (300 gp). Smoky quartz (20 gp). Azurite (6 gp). Carnelian (20 gp). Golden yellow topaz (300 gp). Eye agate (6 gp). Silver pearl (70 gp). Moonstone (20 gp). Obsidian (6 gp). Azurite (6 gp). Hematite (6 gp). Chrysoprase (20 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He carries a battered morningstar and tarnished flail as well. His black hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. 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 shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. 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. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist, Optimist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 1000 gp. Golden circlet with four aquamarines (2000 gp).

Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He is typically in his Roofer uniform. His black hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His eyes are likewise hazel.

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 is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Fivin was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and balancing his hectic life and new roofer responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Persistence, Gifted. Flaws: Fearful, Ugly. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 400 pp. A small bag of saffron. (30 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (500 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (900 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (600 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1400 gp). 1 Minor magic item.