Description: He stands about 5'0" and has a large violet mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his white robe. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. With bright blonde hair and a scraggly beard. His hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. 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: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Painter. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Religious, Nature, Job. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright red and brown, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems, and he perpetually has his sword ready. He has done his best to style his black hair to look like a famous performer. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: Ombul was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. 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's repulsed by the PC; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 360 gp.

Description: She is lean but muscular and wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. She sports golden long hair. Her hazel eyes peer out from beneath her deerstalker white hat.

Personality: She is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. She spends most of her days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There she gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Emen hails from a village terrorized by orcs. In her 10th year, her parents were killed by a orcs raid, leaving Emen alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, she was adopted. She is searching for what she claims is her rightful reward.

Motivation: She is terrified, and will act out of fear; and her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by orcs, and she desires to right it

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Joker. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 390 gp. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: A plain young-adult woman, she wears a worn and beaten armor. Her silver hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. She has blue eyes.

Personality: She has two modes she varies between. On the job she is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job she is a party animal. She is obsessed with her god.

History: Kithri was raised in a hard working conservative environment. At a young age both her parents were killed in an accident. Her uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took her in and had her trained in basic self defense. She has been saving her money to try and buy her sister's freedom.

Motivation: Marry her sister to traveling adventurers.

Bonds: Job, Religious, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: Just what you see.