Description: This woman typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep white leather and dull blue iron scale mail, and sports empty pouches on her belt. With bright silver hair. Her eyes are brown.

Personality: She is envious of other's things. She hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that she so desires. She is ready at a moment's notice to give into her darker urges. She is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. She often ends up burning people alive in the fires she starts.

History: She was born in the north. A gifted student she started as a Cook, but she got bored and became a Masseuse. Recently she has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: She is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences her actions.

Flaws: Greedy, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a white coat over a yellow low-cut shirt, and a top hat upon his head. He carries with him a set of rapiers, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has done his best to style his silver hair to look like a famous performer. This hazel eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: A child with a great deal of writing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. In his 10th year, his parents were killed by a goblins raid, leaving Ortegar alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and revenge

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Philantrophist, Artistic. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears dark leathers with embroidery. His silver crest is thinning but still full. This gold eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He receives visions of the future at random moments

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. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 1800 gp.

Description: He wears long strands of amethyst and short tan dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He wears a small hat to cover his moderate length brown hair. His eyes are likewise blue.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Anverth took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up shield and armor he uses now. 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 feels threatened by others

Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Nature. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Magnifying glass. 1 Silver holy symbol.