Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He tends to wear a large green jacket. He has moderate length red crest. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his red eyes.

Personality: Heskan speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He is a Hag in disguise. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. 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: Wants his loneliness to end; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister

Ideals: Impeccable, Professionalism. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Family, Has a crush. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 500 gp. Silver pearl (110 gp). Tourmaline (110 gp). Aquamarine (800 gp).

Description: This man is very fat, and wears dark leathers with embroidery. His head has been shaved. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is a Mortician first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He became a Mortician soon after.

Motivation: To be a Bowyer again; and expand his business

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Rich, Immigrant, Mentor. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'5" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He prefers to wear pastel pants and tee shirts. His brown hair is singed and shortened. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Balimaar took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sai and armor he uses now. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 40 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears tattered old clothes. His feathered hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. After coming to the age of reason, Robert took it upon himself to study the druidic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was granted druidic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things.

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 5000 cp. Chrysoprase (20 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His chestnut hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are likewise white.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. 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. Some 4 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Cressel never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: He is content; and he wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Greedy, Mundane. Bonds: Military, In love. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 90 pp.