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 scarlet crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are likewise gold. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His parents enrolled him in a Fighter school at a young age so that he could practice his divine talents. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Kaladan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 3000 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1700 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (2400 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (170 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1800 gp). Solid gold idol (400 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1800 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1800 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (2000 gp).

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He wears a black shirt with thin brown vertical stripes and white pants, marred by teas. With bright chestnut hair and a scraggly beard. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was born at the edge of vast forest. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Gifted, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Rich. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. He has wavy blonde hair. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his blue eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. A true patriot, Mindartis would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He comes from a rich eastern family. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He is greedy; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior, and carries maces. He keeps his long golden hair kept up in a rat tail. His brown eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker violet hat.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Varis was raised in a hard working conservative environment. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Varis took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up mace and armor he uses now. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 10 years.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and he wants to get laid

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Impeccable. Bonds: Job, Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 3000 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (500 gp).