Description: This fat northern man has a bulbous nose and prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His hair is cut close to his head. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and money/treasure

Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 2100 sp. 1 Masterwork Light steel shield. 1 Masterwork studded leather.

Description: With violet face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His black hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Barrister. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Barrister.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Secretive. Bonds: Poor, Religious, Job. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: Just what you see.

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 suspenders and white workpants. His shirt is green, and he wears a heavy white leather apron most of the time. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He has hazel eyes and a white hat with a green feather.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: When he was but 8 years old his parents immigrated from the north. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Courier for hire.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, In love, Job. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 2300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright red and blue, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His long silver hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. 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: Money/treasure; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Extrovert, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: Just what you see.