Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He usually wears his brown robe and has his axe always slung over his shoulder. He has a chestnut handlebar mustache and slicked back chestnut hair. His eyes are gray and beady.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Seamstress but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Brottor lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Athletic, Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His blue hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. His skin is flawless and his white eyes scan people very quickly.

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 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: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. 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: An old rival family wants him found; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Family. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 100 gp. Tourmaline (110 gp).

Description: He is a husky man, who wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a red coat. He has no hair. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north.

Ideals: Optimist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 20 pp.

Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His auburn hair is greasy and uncared for. His green eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He has all his life been fascinated with dancing.

History: Gilthur was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Adept, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Adept in service of a powerful lord somewhere. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Joker, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 1800 sp. Silver pearl (40 gp).

Description: A 3'3" northern man, he wears a tight fitting blue shirt and pants. His hair is short and auburn. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Brewer born in the past three hundred years. He refers to his adoptive mother 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: Gifted from a young age, Fonkin studied abroad. Fonkin was born on a far northern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Brewer. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Job, Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 700 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.