Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His blonde hair has been sun bleached extensively. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Geoffrey is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. A serious injury left his father unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm father. 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 feels kind of lost in life; and he made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Debt. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 200 gp. Amethyst (80 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'5" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His beige fur is still thick. His copper eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. A true patriot, Flame would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: A powerful wizard made him what he is. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he has money and likes to spend it

Bonds: Rich, Nature, Military, Mentor. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 800 gp. Sapphire pendant on gold chain (1600 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1600 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (2000 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp).

Description: He wears a blue vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His grey leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his blue boots flare out at the collars. He carries with him a set of longswords, each one with a ruby on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has done his best to style his red hair to look like a famous performer. He has a dull look in his hazel eyes.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. In his 14th year, his parents were killed by a orcs raid, leaving Lucan alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and he wants revenge against orcs

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Bonds: Religious, Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 50 gp.

Description: He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He keeps his white hair in a pixie cut. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gold.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: Born in the south to a Barkeep, Abad learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. 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; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Job, Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.