Description: He is wearing a long, grey cloak. He is portly but not overly obese. His hair is red and curly. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: Erias was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. A gifted student he started as a Mason, but he got bored and became a Ploughman. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Poor, Job, Slave. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: He tends to wear a black poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He is portly but not overly obese. His silver hair is singed and shortened. His silver eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He is an amazing painter.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. After coming to the age of reason, Morthos took it upon himself to study the druidic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 170 gp. A silver and pearl hairclip (40 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: She wears a green tunic with black highlights, and long tan pants that bunch up around her shoes. She is physically well-built. She wears a Stetson hat to cover her moderate length blue crest. Her half smiles and red eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: She can speak with the recently deceased. She passes on several rewards to people in need. She makes a point to leave places better than she found them.

History: She was born into a rich family. She helped her father out around the business and became quite the natural. She now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Marry her brother to traveling adventurers; and to be a locksmith again

Ideals: Gifted, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Job, Family. Occupation: Server

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 70 pp. Aquamarine (1300 gp). Tourmaline (110 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She wears a tan vest and prefers grey and violet shirts. Her boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. She is bald on top and has large white tufts of hair around her ears. Her green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: She is business-like. She takes instructions and follows them to the letter. She is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with her old comrades. She has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Oppah grew up listening to her father's many stories. From there she went from mercenary job to mercenary job. Lacking all sense, she decided to go on an adventure. She picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Athletic, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: Golden yellow topaz (300 gp). Blue quartz (13 gp).

Description: An older woman who does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when she can avoid it, she is not a threatening figure. Her top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She is unhospitable to her core. Her small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. A fanatic, her devotion to her small selection of gods is unquestionable. She claims to be doing their will and will base all her actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: She was born several months after her mother was called into army service. Her mother was a mechanic, and taught her how to fix just about anything. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and she has a rivalry with the church that dominates her actions

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious, Military. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: Just what you see.