Description: This eastern man is abnormally tall. He tends to wear a brown poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His white hair is unkempt and raggedy. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Adrik hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his painting career. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He was born in the east. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Weaver hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 150 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He stands about 5'9" and dresses like a well dressed Roofer does. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. He sports a flattop hair cut. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Roofer. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: He was born into a rich family. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Roofer for the past few years.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and wants his loneliness to end

Bonds: Job, Attractive, Has a crush, Rich. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 300 sp. Citrine (20 gp).

Description: This eastern man is abnormally tall. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a blue suit, green shirt, and black tie. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He wears a colorful flower in his chestnut hair. His green eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Eiravel is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

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. Eiravel was born on a far eastern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Scribe. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 260 gp.

Description: This younger middle-aged woman wears grey robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a greataxe, but if one is not available she will default to her rapier, and a wedding ring on her left hand. Her brown hair is wavy and long. She has several tiny topaz earrings on each ear.

Personality: She swings through moods quickly. One moment she is cool and collected, the next she is carried away by passions. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. While studying, she fell in love. They married and had a son. Some 8 years later her spouse died after the birth of her son. Heartbroken, Galiena never married again. Instead she focused her life to raising her son whom she trained as her mother had trained her before.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love.

Ideals: Passionate, Joker. Bonds: In love, Rich. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 200 sp.