Description: This slender man stands about 4'0". He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing white cape and mantle trimmed with soft red waves gently in the breeze. His auburn hair is matted, messy, and big. His brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Rurik was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His parents enrolled him in a Expert school at a young age so that he could practice his divine talents. He became a Beggar soon after.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 8000 cp. Jasper (80 gp). Rich purple corundum (400 gp). Chrysoprase (80 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 silver hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep white.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. In his youth he was a Architect, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger sister on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is greedy

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 1000 gp. A detailed rose, with petals and thorns, constructed of silver and electrum (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He stands about 4'3" and wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His hair is cut close to his head. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Dwarf in existence. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his mother. While he appears to be a normal Dwarf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 170 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He has dyed his greying scarlet crest a little too much giving a sharp scarlet color. 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 is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. 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: Born to a pair of adventurers, Salasar grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Dragonborn companion (his 'brother'). He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and obtaining odd cultural dragonborn artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, In love. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Chain shirt.