Description: This late middle aged man is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright pastel and black, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems and is in decent physical shape. His lavender fur is heavily combed to the left. His yellow eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and he's in love

Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Rich, Guardian, Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: Star rose quartz (30 gp).

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He prefers to wear flannel. His black hair is thinning but still full. His gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Paelias took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up falchion and armor he uses now. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Addict, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 40 gp. Bloodstone (40 gp). 1 Breastplate.

Description: This eastern man is abnormally tall. He is dressed in earthy colors with a green and pastel handkerchief worn on his right side. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His hair is purple and curly. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Mordai isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Tiefling unity. The war was a terrible time for him, and Mordai does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Animal Trainer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Immigrant, Military, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 160 pp.

Description: This late middle aged man is typically in his Gardener uniform and is in decent physical shape. His hair is white, silky, and of moderate length. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Wiggens was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. 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 wants to meet his childhood hero; and to reunite with his old friends

Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She wears long strands of emerald and short green dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. She has done her best to style her brass crest to look like a famous performer. Her face is scarred and worn.

Personality: She tends to agree with only herself unless someone else's opinion sounds like she can profit from it. She tries to control her temper but she can't always stop herself from what she feels what must be done. She is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her father and mother. Her father taught her the rudiments of the Beggar arts, while her mother instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. She has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to her frivolously. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and money/treasure

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Selfish. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 6000 cp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.