Description: This malnourished man wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized green coat. He wears his white crest down. His eyes are red and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Born to a Sage, his mother struggled to pay the bills. In his 20th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. After a long history of fighting, Ghesh and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 800 pp. Gold music box (1000 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (120 gp). Jeweled anklet (1000 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (8000 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1800 gp). A small bag of saffron. (60 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1500 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (600 gp). A small bag of saffron. (60 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1800 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears tattered old clothes. His golden hair is long and unkept. His hazel eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with singing. He constantly tries to fill his life with singing. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He was born in the east. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 70 gp. 3 Acid flasks.

Description: She wears well tailored gowns and hats with beautiful decoration. She is almost always dressed for an outing in high society, and carries ceremonial daggers. Her hair is short and silver. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: A grumpy gal she will invite people to lunch so she can critique them. Yet she still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. She has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: She comes from a rich northern family. While she appears to be a normal Dwarf, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Barber

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

Possessions: 150 gp. 1 Masterwork studded leather.

Description: This woman wears a black costume with the symbols of strength on her torso, and sports empty pouches on her belt. Her silver crest has been sun bleached extensively. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines red.

Personality: She is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends she is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy herself. She does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. At a young age she wooed the heart of her future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. She was granted martial powers by her dying sister.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love.

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 3000 cp. Obsidian (15 gp).

Description: This woman stands a little under 6'1" and is a bit bulky. She is very muscular particularly in the legs. She is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers her face most of the time. Sporting a silver mohawk this woman's hair draws a lot of attention. Her hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She is a woman who does what she needs to. She will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. She has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Elysande was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her mother was employed at, doing general labor. Elysande was a troubled youth. She spent her days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent her evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Elysande decided she wanted neither the life of her mother nor that of the evil petty criminals she associated with. During her early adolescence, she took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and a rival would like her out of the picture

Flaws: Fearful, Insomniac. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor, Family. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: Just what you see.