Description: This man is very fat, and usually wears his tan robe and has his monstrous two handed axe always slung over his shoulder. He keeps his long white hair kept up in a rat tail. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are amber.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Fortune-teller work with an outfit from a few towns over. Fortune-teller work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To be a Crown-heir again; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Poor, Job. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 140 gp. 1 Buckler.

Description: Standing 5'6", this woman wears a black collared shirt and grey skirt. She accessorizes with a black scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across her shirt. Her chestnut hair has been sun bleached extensively. Her violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She is happy with her job as a Sailor. She turns her eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. A friendly and beautiful Half-Orc, she is rarely seen without a few beauties around her arms. Though a playboy in all rights, she is no lame duck.

History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. She dropped out of school before completing her studies. She tends to her Sailor job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.

Motivation: She is unsatisfied with her job.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He is dressed in an above average manner. His hair is long and chestnut with streaks of brown, and is pulled back with small grey clips. His beard is brown, braided, and well cared for. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 92. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. Brottor is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his sisters into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Dilettante arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well.

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 310 gp.

Description: This northern man wears a green cloak and cross-gartered violet stockings. His clothes are grease stained in places. His silver crest is knotted and matted. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears dull white sweaters, loose green pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed mace, just in case. His hair is golden and curly. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

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. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Howard was raised in a hard working conservative environment. A gifted student he started as a Sculptor, but he got bored and became a Shipwright. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Shipwright for the past few years.

Motivation: To be a Sculptor again; and expand his business

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies, Job. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: Deep green spinel (90 gp). Chalcedony (20 gp). Onyx (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item.