Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a fancy black suit. His silver hair has been sun bleached extensively. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He hates Tieflings with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Qemuel lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. 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 now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion.

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his halberd, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. He has golden hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: He got into the Sage business at a young age. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. In the meantime he has taken over work as a Sage and occasionally as a mercenary.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Optimist, Impeccable. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of magic around his neck, and a hammer on his belt. He carries with him a set of hammers on his belt, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He has moderate length red hair. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady silver eyes.

Personality: Vassago wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Warlock, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He plays an instrument quite well.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. In his 16th year, his parents were killed by a brigands raid, leaving Vassago alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and he desires to right it; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 100 sp. Amethyst (40 gp).

Description: This exceptionally lanky man likes to wear brown tank tops with green pants. He wears a broad hat to cover his moderate length golden hair. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: The child of a Blacksmith, who enjoyed hunting, Justin was taken on many hunting expeditions. Through the years after Justin was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Justin's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Flaws: Ugly, Secretive, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 8000 cp.