Description: This man wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized sapphire on his right hand. His silver hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, In love. Occupation: Server

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a yellow shirt with thin brown vertical stripes and tan pants. His blonde hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a top hat. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the south. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Randal took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up glaive and armor he uses now. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and expand his business

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Spy

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: A 3'3" southern woman, she wears professional attire. Her red hair is braided into rings. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks her mind. She believes the world needs to unite to get rid of brigands once and for all.

History: When she was but 7 years old her parents immigrated from the south. Over the years she perfected her riding and shooting skills. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Many brigands want her driven away.

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 110 gp. Eye agate (13 gp).

Description: This fat southern man has a bulbous nose and has the majority of his body covered in plate. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His silver hair is thinning but still full. His eyes are blue and catlike.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Through the years after Latbag was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Latbag's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. After a long history of fighting, Latbag and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Ugly, Fearful, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 160 gp.