Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears an entirely grey suit with tan socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His auburn hair and beard is wavy and long. His eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Cook. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He was born in the west. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Cook work with an outfit from a few towns over. Cook work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep blue leather and dull green iron scale mail. He keeps his long silver hair kept up in a rat tail. His silver eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Valafar 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 is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero.

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 5000 gp.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He prefers to wear brown pants and tee shirts. His white hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Malmûg liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is content; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 800 gp. Obsidian (14 gp). White pearl (120 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 4'8" and wears a tattered pair of loose violet pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He sports a long silver beard, and similarly colored long hair. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He is an amazing painter.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 1000 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1100 gp). Jeweled gold crown (3000 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (140 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (140 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (3000 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (3000 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (700 gp).