Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he wears a violet tunic with grey highlights, and long brown pants that bunch up around his shoes. He has done his best to style his brown hair to look like a famous performer. He has black eyes.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

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. His childhood dream was to be a Assassin, but he was a colossal failure. He's also a talented Assassin, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Brewer responsibilities is difficult; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 9000 sp. Tiger eye turquoise (7 gp). Rock crystal (30 gp). Blue star sapphire (700 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (7 gp). Hematite (7 gp).

Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing white cape and mantle trimmed with soft violet waves gently in the breeze. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. With a patchy black beard and wild black hair. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gray eyes.

Personality: Tharivol is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Through the years after Tharivol was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Tharivol's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 2000 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1000 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1000 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (40 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (120 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (4000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He has no hair. His gold eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Dilettante but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was born in the north. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and retire the richest man in the north

Ideals: Fighting, Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: He wears professional attire. He carries a battered morningstar and tarnished shortspear as well. He wears his white hair up. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: Born in the south to a Mayor, Rolf learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. Rolf was born on a far southern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Mayor. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Mayor.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 5000 cp. Alexandrite (700 gp). Citrine (50 gp). Red garnet (90 gp). Sard (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears silk and lounges about seductively. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his sai, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. His white hair has been sun bleached extensively. He has a dull look in his silver eyes.

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 passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. After a long history of fighting, Merihim and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 400 gp. Golden yellow topaz (700 gp). Coral (40 gp). Alexandrite (700 gp). Peridot (80 gp). Black star sapphire (1300 gp).