Description: He tends to wear a large yellow jacket. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his sickle, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a card on it. His blonde hair is unkempt and raggedy. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Vonbin was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Vonbin 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's attracted to the PC; and he is content

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is typically in his Dilettante uniform. His red hair is singed and shortened. His eyes are a pleasant red.

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. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Dilettante arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and expand his business

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears tattered old clothes. His moppish white hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He has a dull look in his amber eyes.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. The war was a terrible time for him, and Tharivol does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Born to a Knight, his mother struggled to pay the bills. When Tharivol reached his early adolescence his Elf mother 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 has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle.

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Job, Military, Poor. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (20 gp).

Description: He wears a white coat over a brown low-cut shirt, and a wide-brimmed hat upon his head, and he perpetually has his greataxe ready. His hair is blue and curly. His black eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Qemuel will drive conversation. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: He was born into a rich family. 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 Healer. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Healer for hire.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 1000 pp. Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (400 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (500 gp). Silver ewer (20 gp). A silver and pearl hairclip (20 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1500 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (50 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (400 gp). An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (20 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (3000 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (400 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). 1 Medium magic item. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'5" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is wearing a tight white one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He keeps his auburn hair in a flapper bob. His brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: Raer hails from a village terrorized by dire rats. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by dire rats. Raer was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the dire rats.

Motivation: A deep hatred of dire rats.

Ideals: Justice, Artistic. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.