Description: The light-skinned man stands 5'6" and wears bulky yellow painted plate armor. His golden hair has been sun bleached extensively. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. While he appears to be a normal Half-Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. 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: He is greedy.

Flaws: Secretive, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears silk and lounges about seductively. He has dyed his greying blonde hair a little too much giving a sharp blonde color. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.

History: Hadarai lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Attractive, Family, In love, Job. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 60 gp. Deep green spinel (100 gp).

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His blonde hair is lengthy. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Lamlis was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Miner hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Joker, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: An older man who wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty blue coat over it, he is not a threatening figure. His brown hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

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 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: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when dire rats swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. 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. Fivin took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up greataxe and armor he uses now. He bought a greataxe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge.

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Family, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 1600 sp. 1 Alchemist’s fire.

Description: He dresses well, wearing white shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He has dyed his greying chestnut hair a little too much giving a sharp chestnut color. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his mother.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Through the years after Silvo was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Silvo's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and retire the richest man in the south

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 100 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.