Description: This eastern man wears a green coat over a blue low-cut shirt, and a feathered hat upon his head. His clothes are grease stained in places. He wears his blonde hair down. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines violet.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Wiggens was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. Wiggens was born on a far eastern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Roofer. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 500 sp. Sardonyx (50 gp). Pink pearl (70 gp). Jet (70 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with black colored cloaks and clothing. His hair is red and very short. 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 happy with his job as a Spy. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Spy work with an outfit from a few towns over. Spy work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Flaws: Insomniac, Forgetful, Disease. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 60 pp. Silver comb with moonstones (400 gp). Solid gold idol (1000 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (400 gp).

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a tattered pair of loose brown pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His long chestnut hair reaches down to his waist. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was born in a small desert village. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Poor, Family, Nature. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 10 pp.

Description: He stands about 3'0" and very much looks the part of a Guard. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His head has been shaved. He has a dull look in his violet eyes.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Guard business.

History: He got into the Guard business at a young age. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Guard. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and to be a seamstress again

Ideals: Philantrophist, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: A roughly beaten golden orb (180 gp).