Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He has silver hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He has all his life been fascinated with music.

History: Amnon was born the youngest of three triplets. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and marry his sister to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Fighting, Passionate, Artistic. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 600 gp. A roughly beaten golden orb (70 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1200 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He typically wears tan cloth garments or leather armor. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and to settle down with his crush

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Immigrant, Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This tall, slender man tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His hair is cut close to his head. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. 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: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He is greedy; and retire the richest man in the south

Ideals: Gifted, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insomniac. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He stands about 5'10" and is dressed in a clean tan cloak covering his clean studded leather. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His long black hair reaches down to his waist. His brown eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. A freak accident while working with his Bowyer father left him crippled. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Bowyer. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: Wants a kiss.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Has a crush. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 30 pp. Sard (50 gp).