Description: He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his hand crossbow, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. His blonde hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

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 disdains his fellow easterners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He has had some formal painting training, and achieved minor success. 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.

Ideals: Joker, Artistic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Good lock. 1 Small steel mirror. 1 Silver holy symbol.

Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She wears just a grey suit. Her brown hair is heavily combed to the left. Her brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: She is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. On top of that she is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to her employer will always come first she doesn't like to hit women.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. From there she went from mercenary job to mercenary job. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature falchion.

Motivation: She's attracted to the PC.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Immigrant, Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Mason

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with brown lining and desert motifs, and carries hand crossbows. His orange fur is lengthy. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Scribe business.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture.

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 70 pp. Zircon (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is wearing a tight grey one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his scythe, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a clover on it. He wears his brown hair up in a very large beehive style do. His amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Nordak was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. He married young, but lost his spouse to illithids. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to illithids demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Addict, Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 3000 cp.