Description: A pudgy man standing about 3'5" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His hair, while still mostly blonde, has prominent grey streaks. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his green eyes.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He is a great chef.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered south to less war torn lands. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 16000 sp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears violet robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a sword, but if one is not available he will default to his longsword. His hair, while still mostly black, has prominent grey streaks. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

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 also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: Gifted from a young age, Beiro studied abroad. While he appears to be a normal Half-Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Has a crush. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 200 gp. Deep blue spinel (1500 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 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 attire stands in sharp contrast to his pickaxe, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. He wears a colorful flower in his beige fur. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 16000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He is dressed in an above average manner. His auburn hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: He was born in the south. Arannis was born on a far southern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Server. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Server

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he usually wears his grey robe and has his morningstar always slung over his shoulder. Sporting a chestnut mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. His childhood dream was to be a Shepherd, but he was a colossal failure. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 200 gp.