Description: A middle-aged man, he wears just a blue suit, and is pretty ugly. His tied-back hair is brown. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He takes great joy in being the best Dilettante in town.

History: His psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He tends to his Dilettante job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 3000 sp. Red-brown spinel (70 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (5 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1600 gp).

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He has a large brown mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his black robe. He wears his white hair up in a very large beehive style do. His eyes are a pleasant brown.

Personality: Anthony speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Anthony is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born in the east. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Impeccable, Justice. Bonds: Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 1600 gp. Citrine (40 gp). Moonstone (40 gp). Rock crystal (40 gp). Deep green spinel (130 gp). Star ruby (1200 gp). Deep blue spinel (900 gp). Fire opal (1200 gp).

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His white hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Krakhorn was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Insomniac, Mundane. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 600 gp. Rich purple corundum (900 gp). Sardonyx (30 gp). Jade (110 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. He wears his red hair down. His eyes are a pleasant gray.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: Pirithin was born with his father's beautiful face. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 17000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He wears long strands of amber and short grey dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He carries with him a set of glaives, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy silver hair. This hazel eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: Born in the west to a Barkeep, Kilvar learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He moved out south to avoid the crime he committed. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Bonds: Rich, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 1100 sp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.