Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He tends to wear a tan poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He has blonde hair. He has violet eyes and a tan hat with a grey feather.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born into a rich family. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Fibblestib took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up scimitar and armor he uses now. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 38000 sp.

Description: He wears dark leathers with embroidery. He has moderate length chestnut hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His necromantic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

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

Ideals: Disciplined, Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 50 pp. Azurite (13 gp). Red garnet (120 gp). Silver pearl (120 gp). Aquamarine (700 gp). Star rose quartz (20 gp). Carnelian (20 gp). Alexandrite (700 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She is an average looking southern female in her early mid-life. She wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her bastard sword with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt. Her black crest is braided into rings. Her red unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She has always had a great fascination with Tiefling culture. She also has developed a complete distrust of the Crown-heir profession.

History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. At a young age she wooed the heart of her future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Savaran fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and balancing her hectic life and new animal trainer responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Racist. Bonds: Job, In love. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 4000 sp. Black pearl (700 gp). Peridot (20 gp). Star rose quartz (20 gp). Black opal (1200 gp).

Description: This slender man stands about 5'1". He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep white leather and dull yellow iron scale mail. He wears his silver hair up. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. While he appears to be a normal Half-Orc, 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 ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Hunter for the past few years.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Human people; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Flaws: Insane, Racist. Bonds: Family, Rich, Job. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 40 pp. Sardonyx (80 gp).