Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his scimitar with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His golden hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and to end his boredom

Flaws: Mundane, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Nature, Attractive. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: He very much looks the part of a Ruler. He sports a long silver beard, and similarly colored long hair. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Solomon is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Half-Elves in the south were limited. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Passionate, Justice. Bonds: Job, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His crest is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His red eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Addict, Impulsive. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 20 gp.

Description: This northern man dresses in black turtlenecks beneath a brown coat with tan slacks. His clothes are grease stained in places. His blonde hair is greasy and uncared for. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Dûgza was born on a far northern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Painter. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he feels threatened by others

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 50 gp.

Description: Dark and lean, she is a relatively plain woman. She very much looks the part of a Baker. Her brown hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. Her eyes are a pleasant blue.

Personality: She is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks her mind. A fanatic, her devotion to her small selection of gods is unquestionable. She claims to be doing their will and will base all her actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Jarsali was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her mother was employed at, doing general labor. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Baker hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Baker responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Religious, Poor. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 300 gp.