Description: This man is very fat, and does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He sports a flattop hair cut. He has a dull look in his blue eyes.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His childhood dream was to be a Marshal, but he was a colossal failure. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: To be a Marshal again; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Slave, Job. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he likes to wear ponchos typically of a light brown in addition to tight pants. His blonde hair is smooth and relatively long. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 37. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered east to less war torn lands. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC.

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, PTSD. Bonds: Poor, Has a crush, Military. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 80 gp. 1 Masterwork Light steel shield.

Description: He stands about 6'0" and wears baggy black pantaloons and a grey scarf. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His hair is short and dark red. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Pelaios liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He has dedicated himself to building a better world.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and to reunite with his old friends

Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears a tan shirt, with a red mid length shorts with red tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. With a patchy red beard and wild red hair. He has gray eyes.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. His first spouse was a Shipwright, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He became a Priest soon after.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Philantrophist, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Job. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 160 gp.