Description: He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with top hat. He is portly but not overly obese. With bright auburn hair and a scraggly beard. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines violet.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: He was born into a rich family. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and money/treasure

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Rich. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 1200 sp. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Buckler.

Description: He wears blue painted combat armor at almost all times. He is portly but not overly obese. With bright brown hair and a scraggly beard. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Anselm was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. 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 has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Joker, Impeccable. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: Hematite (14 gp).

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears just a white suit. His long brown hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. After coming to the age of reason, Ghaliver 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 brother.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Ideals: Athletic, Persistence, Gifted. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears a fancy green suit. His hair is black and curly. His green eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Tod's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Tod grew up listening to his mother's many stories. His parents enrolled him in a Warrior school at a young age so that he could practice his divine talents. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: Halfling compassion; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Guardian. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 1800 gp. Rock crystal (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with Stetson hat. His golden hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Thervan isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. Thervan was born on a far western desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Navigator. 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: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 3000 gp. Black pearl (1300 gp). Black pearl (1300 gp). Rock crystal (20 gp). 1 Medium magic item.