Description: 5'9" and muscular, this northern man wears a green armored body suit, with a simple black line shooting up and back down. He wears a small hat to cover his moderate length brown hair. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his gold eyes.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this northern guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Mortician arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man is wearing a long, grey, dusty cloak. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His skin is flawless and his gray eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He tends to his Spice Merchant job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Job. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: Deep green spinel (60 gp).

Description: She is wearing a long, black cloak. Her red crest is heavily combed to the left. Her red eyes peer out from beneath her top black hat.

Personality: Hillanot hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate her. It was this clingy personality that held back her music career. She is obsessed with her god.

History: She was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Her parents died when she was young, and she was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Hillanot grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Hillanot. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Revenge; and she feels that her past leaves her morally obligated to help

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Religious, Criminal record, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 1900 gp.

Description: This northern man wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His clothes are grease stained in places. His broad hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Chem was born on a far northern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Crown-heir. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and a strong sense of loyalty to half-orc people

Flaws: Ugly, Secretive, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 20000 cp. Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He is wearing a tight white one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His tied-back hair is golden. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: This man loves dancing and to teach people dancing more than just about anything. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Foxilon is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He has never given up on his dancing dream.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic, Justice. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Fortune-teller

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

Possessions: 1 Average lock.