Description: This man wears a grey collared shirt and tan pants. He accessorizes with a black scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He has moderate length black hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the north. 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. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

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

Ideals: Professionalism, Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Cynical. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 100 sp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. Her auburn hair is still thick. She has a dull look in her violet eyes.

Personality: She is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. She spends most of her days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There she gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: She was born into a rich family. In her formative years she discovered how persuasive she was. She began using that to her advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature sickle.

Motivation: Retire the richest woman in the south; and obtaining odd cultural half-orc artifacts is her passion

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he tends to wear a brown poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. Sporting a red mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His blue 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 is a great chef.

History: A child with a great deal of writing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and a strong sense of loyalty to dwarven people

Ideals: Gifted, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 190 gp.

Description: This man wears blue robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a axe, but if one is not available he will default to his flail, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He has dyed his greying blonde hair a little too much giving a sharp blonde color. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines green.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Erevan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 10000 cp. Golden pearl (100 gp). 1 Half-Plate.