Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He has no hair. This gray eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of specialists.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and his religion dominates his actions

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Secretive. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: Carnelian (30 gp). 1 Average lock.

Description: He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his halberd, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. His red hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his green eyes.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He has all his life been fascinated with writing.

History: When he was but 4 years old his parents immigrated from the south. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Brottor grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Brottor. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day.

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 1900 sp.

Description: She wears dull black sweaters, loose grey pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed longsword, just in case. Her hair is brown and very short. She has gleaming, smiling black eyes.

Personality: Stoic and calm, she prefers to meditate than take action. She is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. In her formative years she discovered how persuasive she was. She began using that to her advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. She spent several years traveling with her friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: She feels kind of lost in life; and she's looking for her big break

Ideals: Disciplined, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 280 gp. Silver pearl (140 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears dark leathers with embroidery. He keeps his long brass crest kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are likewise red.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

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. Through the years after Gargax was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Gargax's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well.

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Family. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He is physically well-built. He keeps his purple hair in a flapper bob. His red eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: Qemuel was born with his mother's beautiful face. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to reunite with his old friends

Flaws: Addict, Sensitive, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 300 gp.