Description: He wears long strands of amethyst and short pastel dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'7" when asserting himself. His tied-back hair is chestnut. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. 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 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 to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 1100 gp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (90 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). Gold music box (4000 gp). Gold music box (4000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. He is bald on top and has large blonde tufts of hair around his ears. His eyes are hazel.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 39. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 700 pp. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: Standing 5'11", this man is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing black cape and mantle trimmed with soft grey waves gently in the breeze. He is bald on top and has large white tufts of hair around his ears. His amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. When Gimûb reached his early adolescence his Half-Orc mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: With brown face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he prefers to wear flannel. Sporting a blonde mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and obtaining odd cultural dwarven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic, Greedy. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 40 pp.