Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing green cape and mantle trimmed with soft white waves gently in the breeze. With a patchy brown beard and wild brown hair. His skin is flawless and his green eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 92. 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 temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. 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 he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 9000 cp.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty yellow coat over it. His bronze crest is braided into rings. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: Gifted from a young age, Maagog studied abroad. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He was granted arcane powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 500 gp. A delicate brass dragon egg (50 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (170 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (300 gp).

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His fur is black, silky, and of moderate length. His eyes are green and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Tabaxi in existence. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Jeweler hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother; and to reunite with his absent father

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 250 pp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (180 gp). Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (180 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (4000 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'10" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his sai with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His auburn hair is cut short. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. 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: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Norman fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 1700 sp.