Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with black lining and desert motifs. He wears his blonde hair up in a very large beehive style do. 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 will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Doctor. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Has a crush, Nature. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: An older man who wears a tight fitting green shirt and pants, he is not a threatening figure. His brown hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He has hazel eyes.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of orcs once and for all.

History: Thamior lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. After coming to the age of reason, Thamior took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Expand his business; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies, Family, Job. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 600 gp. Malachite (5 gp).

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears bulky grey painted plate armor. His auburn hair is long and unkept. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Eberk isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dwarven unity. 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 comes from a rich southern family. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He has dedicated himself to building a better village for his children.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Ideals: Impeccable, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 800 sp. 1 Smokesticks.

Description: He is an average looking eastern male in his early mid-life. He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. His chestnut hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. His eyes are gold and catlike.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. 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: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his mother. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He's also a talented Knight, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 1600 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (400 gp).

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His long brown hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is a great chef.

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. After coming to the age of reason, Zaffrab took it upon himself to study the psionic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was granted psionic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 70 gp. Star rose quartz (80 gp).