Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His hair is auburn and very short. His eyes are gray and catlike.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Born in the south to a Glassblower, Folgûm learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. 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 Glassblower. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. He has no hair. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Tethren will drive conversation. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Tailor business.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Tieflings in the south were limited. After a long history of fighting, Tethren and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it

Ideals: Extrovert, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This dark-skinned male prefers to wear grey clothing when he does not wear armor. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. He has a red handlebar mustache and slicked back red hair. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Nuraval was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He was granted druidic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Military, Has a crush. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 100 sp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He keeps his brass crest in a flapper bob. His eyes are red and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. 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: Money/treasure; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 160 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.