Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He wears suspenders and pastel workpants. His shirt is grey, and he wears a heavy pastel leather apron most of the time. His silver hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes are violet and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: This man loves singing and to teach people singing more than just about anything. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of brigands may trigger it at times.

History: Golm was raised in a hard working conservative environment. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Half-Orc conditions. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Crown-heir for hire.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Racist, Fearful. Bonds: Enemies, Job. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: This man wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his trident with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He is bald on top and has large red tufts of hair around his ears. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: When he was but 8 years old his parents immigrated from the east. His parents were killed by illithids in a raid when he was still a young child. The illithids captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and many illithids want him driven away

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 100 gp. Aquamarine (400 gp). Alexandrite (400 gp). Rock crystal (50 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 wears dull black sweaters, loose violet pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed hammer, just in case. His hair, while still mostly auburn, has prominent grey streaks. His half smiles and brown eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. Arumawann was born on a far northern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Banker. He's also a talented Tailor, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Ideals: Opinionated. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Job, Nature. Occupation: Banker

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 28000 sp.

Description: He is a pot bellied eastern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears tattered old clothes. His blonde hair is smooth and relatively long. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

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 also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: He was born in a small forest village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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. Warryn took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up rapier and armor he uses now. After a long history of fighting, Warryn and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 12000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.