Description: This man prefers to wear green clothing when he does not wear armor, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His copper crest is thinning but still full. He has a dull look in his red eyes.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He was granted martial powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 10000 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (60 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp). 1 Medium magic item. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: This man wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He has dyed his greying auburn hair a little too much giving a sharp auburn color. His eyes are blue.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. In his 18th 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. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Impulsive, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 800 gp. Red garnet (120 gp). Moss agate (7 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He stands about 6'2" and is dressed in a clean black cloak covering his clean studded leather. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His black hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His eyes are likewise gold. His teeth are white and perfect.

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. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Purson was born on a far northern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Doctor. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 900 sp.

Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look, and carries shields. His chestnut hair is greasy and uncared for. He is baby faced.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Akmen was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

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

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Forgetful. Bonds: Poor, Slave. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 700 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). Carved bone or ivory statuette (30 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (130 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A woman of a pale complexion, she wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. She wears a feathered hat to hide her balding. She has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: She believes there is no problem she cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. She is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Born to a Carter, her mother struggled to pay the bills. When the war came and ruined her parents she was left adrift. She was a hard woman then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. During her travels, Vaina and her party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Vaina discovered the rest of her party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Vaina fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing her own horrible transformation.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for her; and obtaining odd cultural tabaxi artifacts is her passion

Ideals: Persistence, Impeccable. Flaws: PTSD, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 40 gp.