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. He is physically well-built. Sporting a silver mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His eyes are green and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He comes from a rich eastern family. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and many giants want him driven away

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Slave, Rich, Enemies, Debt. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a blue vest and prefers brown and tan shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His black hair is still thick. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Morthos was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to get a good night's sleep

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: Banded agate (15 gp). Blue quartz (15 gp). Onyx (80 gp).

Description: He wears a red tunic with brown highlights, and long black pants that bunch up around his shoes, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 3'5" when asserting himself. He has a red handlebar mustache and slicked back red hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Barber. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Dimble was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a son. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Insane, Impulsive, Depressed. Bonds: Job, In love. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His gold crest is heavily combed to the right. He has a dull look in his red eyes.

Personality: Norkruuth wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Ranger, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Norkruuth was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He struck the Herbalist job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Disciplined, Justice. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. He is portly but not overly obese. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Thradal was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. 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 has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Has a crush, Mentor, Military. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 3000 cp.