Description: This exceptionally lanky man prefers to wear flannel. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Merchant. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. 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. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Halimath fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He's in love; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Joker, Fighting. Bonds: Job, Religious, Has a crush. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a brown suit, black shirt, and violet tie. He is an epitome of beauty. His long auburn hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He was born in a small mountains village. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and retire the richest man in the south

Ideals: Philantrophist, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Slave. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 250 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he prefers to wear flannel. He is bald on top and has large silver tufts of hair around his ears. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. In his 20th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Fearful. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 700 gp. Moss agate (13 gp). Malachite (13 gp). Onyx (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His hair is red, silky, and of moderate length. His gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Fivin's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Fivin was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Military, Enemies. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 1000 sp.

Description: This southern man wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His clothes are grease stained in places. His orange fur is matted, messy, and big. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Assassin hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he has a crush on the local masseuse

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 6000 sp.