Description: He is wearing a long, brown, dusty cloak, and he perpetually has his monstrous two handed axe ready. He has a white handlebar mustache and slicked back white hair. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Sensitive, Insane. Bonds: Military, Nature, Job. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 200 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). 1 Climber’s kit. 1 Superior lock. 1 Magnifying glass. 1 Masterwork manacles.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. 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 hair is blonde and curly. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Thoradin grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Thoradin. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help.

Flaws: Insane, Disease, Lazy. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 100 pp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he is typically in his Tanner uniform. His hair is short and auburn. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: He got into the Tanner business at a young age. He worked as a nervous Tanner and found it very stressful. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To be a Bowyer again.

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Addict. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 130 gp. Amber (110 gp).

Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He has moderate length red hair. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines white.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Tiefling culture. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Barakas was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Rogue, 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 Rogue in service of a powerful lord somewhere. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Tiefling conditions. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Tiefling artifacts is his passion.

Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Hedonist. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 1000 gp. Red garnet (100 gp). Citrine (80 gp). Alexandrite (300 gp). Eye agate (9 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (9 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. He has no crest. His eyes are red and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Ruler arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 23000 sp. Red-brown spinel (40 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.