Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears professional attire. He wears a colorful flower in his gold crest. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Mozikth grew up listening to his father's many stories. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Mortician work with an outfit from a few towns over. Mortician work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a blue armored body suit, with a simple grey line shooting up and back down. With bright black hair and a scraggly beard. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of brigands may trigger it at times.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. 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; and a deep hatred of brigands

Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 140 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: This late middle aged man is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Servant and is in decent physical shape. His hair is brown, silky, and of moderate length. His white eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 46. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Addict, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He dresses like a well dressed Masseuse does. Sporting a auburn mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. 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 he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He carries with him a set of bows on his belt, each one with a amber on the hilt. His tied-back hair is auburn. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

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 cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Dwarves in the south were limited. He bought a bow and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 3000 cp. Chalcedony (80 gp).