Description: He is in excellent shape and likes to wear ponchos typically of a light blue in addition to tight pants. His brown hair has been sun bleached extensively. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: Frouse was born the youngest of three triplets. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He became a Barkeep soon after.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 140 gp. Chrysoberyl (80 gp).

Description: She is a paragon of her species. She is larger and stronger than most Elves. Her skin is light but she possesses many black ritualistic tattoos. She is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing tan cape and mantle trimmed with soft black waves gently in the breeze. Her chestnut hair is lengthy. She wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. She is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. While she appears to be a normal Elf, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Cynical, Insane, Selfish. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 1900 sp.

Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His black hair is singed and shortened. His eyes are hazel and beady.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Sage arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. While he appears to be a normal Human, 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: He wants revenge against brigands; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Job, Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 6000 cp. Brown-green garnet (90 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He wears bulky grey painted plate armor. He carries with him a set of greataxes on his belt, each one with a jet on the hilt. His hair, while still mostly silver, has prominent grey streaks. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. 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. 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. Drogo fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

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

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Secretive, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His hair is white and curly. His silver eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the east. He is a great chef.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His necromantic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He became a Sailor soon after.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Pacifist, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: Onyx (80 gp).