Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He prefers to wear flannel. He has styled his brown fur well, parting it to the right. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Tiefling culture. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Tiefling activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Tiefling doctor. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Tiefling people.

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Disease, Racist. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His scarlet crest has been sun bleached extensively. He has several tiny sapphire earrings on each ear.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He works hard and plays hard.

History: Direcris was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 6000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: With red face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a brown coat. He has moderate length auburn hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Healer. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

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. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Healer. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Simple lock. 1 Masterwork Musical instrument. 1 Good lock.

Description: A woman with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. She dresses like a well dressed Healer does. Her hair, while still mostly red, has prominent grey streaks. She is baby faced.

Personality: Mumpena hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate her. It was this clingy personality that held back her poetry career. She cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: She was born in the east. She helped her mother out around the business and became quite the natural. She now owns her own business.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and to be a tanner again

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic, Philantrophist. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 600 gp. Eye agate (7 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a tattered pair of loose violet pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His golden hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Quarion was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to prove his worth to the world

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 12000 sp. Sard (20 gp). Alexandrite (300 gp). Moonstone (20 gp). Hematite (8 gp). Golden yellow topaz (300 gp). Rose (20 gp). Aquamarine (300 gp). Chalcedony (20 gp).