Description: This man is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His silver crest is long and unkept. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Dilettante but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Gargax fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Insomniac. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 290 gp. 2 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. His silver hair is greasy and uncared for. His eyes are likewise black.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 20 gp.

Description: This late middle aged man wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat and is in decent physical shape. His broad hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was born into a rich family. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 20 gp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he has a large white mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his black robe. His hair is long and blonde with streaks of brown, and is pulled back with small white clips. His beard is brown, braided, and well cared for. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Server business.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Server for the past few years.

Motivation: Expand his business; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Insane, PTSD. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Server

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 100 sp.

Description: This late middle aged woman is wearing a long, pastel, dusty cloak and is in decent physical shape. Her lavender fur is greasy and uncared for. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: Quiet and reserved she prefers to listen than to talk. She will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. Her philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. A gifted student she started as a Slave Trader, but she got bored and became a Dyer. She inherited the family business which she has now maintained for 15 years.

Motivation: Expand her business; and retire the richest woman in the west

Ideals: Optimist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 10 pp.