Description: He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He carries with him a set of flails on his belt, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He has wavy red crest. His eyes are red and beady.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Srorthen was born on a far western mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Tanner. 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; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 1000 sp.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His hair is long and chestnut with streaks of white, and is pulled back with small black clips. His beard is white, braided, and well cared for. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Doctor. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Doctor but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. When Lucan reached his early adolescence his Elf father 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 now owns his own business.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Heavy steel shield. 1 Banded mail.

Description: He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly flails and spears. He wears a small hat to hide his balding. His gold eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

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 a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He was born into a rich family. Torinn was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Torinn decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. Rhodochrosite (14 gp). Golden yellow topaz (400 gp). Black pearl (400 gp). Pink pearl (140 gp). Sard (20 gp). Blue diamond (2000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man stands a little under 3'3" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His red hair is singed and shortened. His brown eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the east. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. 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 Spy. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 30 pp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (700 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.