Description: This northern man tends to wear a large black jacket. His clothes are grease stained in places. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy chestnut hair. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. Kilvar abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized grey coat. His black hair is braided into rings. His amber eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Alberich hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. 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 was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Doctor. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 130 gp. Chrysoprase (80 gp).

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He keeps his long black hair kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He works hard and plays hard.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. In his 11th year, his parents were killed by a dire rats raid, leaving Taklinn alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Taklinn 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 someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Enemies. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 30 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. He has shaved his head bald. His brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. In his 12th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Persistence, Logical. Flaws: Disease, Fearful. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: Just what you see.