Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He is wearing a long, red, dusty cloak. His moppish golden hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His eyes are likewise brown.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: A powerful wizard made him what he is. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Healer.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and to be a fortune-teller again

Ideals: Professionalism, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Mentor, Job. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 7000 sp.

Description: This malnourished man wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He wears a top hat to hide his balding. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep black.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He is obsessed with his god.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Vassago grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Vassago. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Poor, Religious, Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 150 pp. Embroidered and bejeweled glove (3000 gp).

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Dwarf, and stands approximately 3'11". He wears silk and lounges about seductively, and his gloved hand is found clutching a pickaxe. His hair is short and chestnut. He has violet eyes and a red hat with a tan feather.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. A true patriot, Kilvar would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. In his 16th year, his parents were killed by a drow raid, leaving Kilvar alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to drow demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 330 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: 6'8" and muscular, this eastern man wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with tan colored cloaks and clothing. His brown hair is heavily combed to the right. His eyes are blue and beady.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 190 gp.

Description: He wears tan robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a falchion, but if one is not available he will default to his glaive, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 3'4" when asserting himself. With bright white hair and a scraggly beard. His violet eyes dart from person to person.

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 ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Ortegar abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. 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: Retire the richest man in the south; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Philantrophist, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 400 gp. A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (170 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (170 gp).