Description: He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His fur is red and very short. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the south. A true patriot, Shadow would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His childhood dream was to be a Shipwright, but he was a colossal failure. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Pacifist. Bonds: Military, Rich, Job, Family. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She is of a modest build and height, but she carries herself more imposing than she is. She wears a yellow cloak and cross-gartered blue stockings. Her auburn hair is well kept. Her gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: She is fixated on the number 7. She counts her steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. She seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. She seeks to pay back kindness whenever she gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip she always seeks to do solids for her friends.

History: Shanairla lived on a farm with her mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. She inherited a moderately successful company from her mother. Under her leadership it has flourished, and using capital from her venture she effectively owns an entire region. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and she has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Rich. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 900 sp. Black pearl (700 gp). 1 Darkwood Buckler. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Darkwood Shield.

Description: A pudgy woman standing about 3'0" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears a shirt that is too small, which lets her gut show, with a ratty white coat over it. Her white hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Here is a woman who knows she is the smartest in the room. She talks down to others constantly. She will do just about anything if she becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this she is easily convinced.

History: She was born in a small desert village. Merla liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. She has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Guard. She hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: She wants to get laid; and nothing but the best is good enough for her

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Has a crush, Nature. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: This man wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He wears a top hat to cover his moderate length blue hair. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gold.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Thamuz fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is content; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright white and black, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. He has dyed his greying red hair a little too much giving a sharp red color. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. While he appears to be a normal Half-Orc, 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: To reunite with his absent father; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Disciplined, Optimist. Flaws: Disease, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 290 gp.