Description: This man is very fat, and wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He has dyed his greying auburn hair a little too much giving a sharp auburn 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 quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. A gifted student he started as a Miller, but he got bored and became a Navigator. He struck the Navigator job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: This man stands a little under 3'3" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. His hair is cut close to his head. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: Oppleby was born the youngest of three triplets. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and he is greedy

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Rich. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He is a husky man, who is dressed in an above average manner. His hair is cut close to his head. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He got into the Engraver business at a young age. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 11 years.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Job. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 190 gp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He typically wears blue cloth garments or leather armor. His silver hair is smooth and relatively long. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and revenge

Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Enemies, Slave, Mentor, Criminal record. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 3000 cp.