Description: He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'5" when asserting himself. He has wavy silver hair. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

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. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Gnarsh took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up ceremonial dagger and armor he uses now. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and he is greedy

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: Banded agate (16 gp). Black pearl (800 gp).

Description: This man is very fat, and wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His chestnut hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. He has amber eyes.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Mercenary. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and wants a kiss

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Has a crush, Mentor, In love. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his morningstar with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His hair is white and curly. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

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 cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. A freak accident while working with his Dyer father left him crippled. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 29000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He has a silver handlebar mustache and slicked back silver hair. His blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

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. While he appears to be a normal 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Military. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears long strands of aquamarine and short tan dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His white hair is greasy and uncared for. His eyes are a pleasant brown.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He is very protective of his business, his home, and his spouse. He is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: He was born in the west. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the west were limited. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: 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.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 400 gp.