Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His chestnut hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 100 gp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (40 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (400 gp). A delicate brass dragon egg (40 gp).

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His hair is cut close to his head. He is baby faced.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Seamstress hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 5000 sp. Eye agate (11 gp). Moss agate (11 gp).

Description: With blue face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His hair, while still mostly auburn, has prominent grey streaks. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady amber eyes.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the north were limited. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Doctor and was forced into it by his family.

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 10000 cp.

Description: This younger middle-aged woman typically wears black cloth garments or leather armor, and a wedding ring on her left hand. Her black hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. Her green eyes peer out from beneath her wide-brimmed black hat.

Personality: This woman loves singing and to teach people singing more than just about anything. She is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. Ostracized due to the martial powers of her oldest brother, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. She now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend; and she's looking for her big break

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Bonds: In love, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 400 gp.