Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He is wearing a long, green cloak. His auburn hair and beard is wavy and long. His skin is flawless and his violet eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when brigands swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Norman took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up monstrous two handed axe and armor he uses now. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, In love, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Server

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 2000 sp. Golden yellow topaz (200 gp). Aquamarine (200 gp).

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears bulky brown painted plate armor. He has a very tight haircut. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Stableman arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and he has a crush on the local carpenter

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 300 gp. A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (100 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). Solid gold idol (300 gp).

Description: An older man who is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants, he is not a threatening figure. He has a long red beard with little hanging trinkets. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Conrad was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Assassin. 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: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Joker, Opinionated. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 60 pp. Deep blue spinel (200 gp). Bloodstone (30 gp). Tourmaline (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She prefers to wear black pants and tee shirts. Her red hair, when down, is lengthy. Her eyes are hazel and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: She is fixated on the number 42. She counts her steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. She seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. She would rather hide behind her crafts than deal with other people.

History: Born to a Fletcher, her father struggled to pay the bills. While she appears to be a normal Human, 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 moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and she is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences her actions

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 300 gp.