Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His hair is blue and curly. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Herbalist. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Sammal was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. A gifted student he started as a Map Maker, but he got bored and became a Herbalist. He became a Herbalist soon after.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Justice. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 110 gp. 1 Darkwood Shield.

Description: This malnourished man likes to wear green tank tops with tan pants. His crest is blue and curly. His red eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Spy. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 130 gp.

Description: He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His white hair is matted, messy, and big. His eyes are gray.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Riardon was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Logical, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 3100 sp.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a fancy black suit. He has wavy black crest. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. The war was a terrible time for him, and Greethen does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Greethen took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up kukri and armor he uses now. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Flaws: Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 140 gp.