Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized brown coat. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His long brown hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The mother sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his mother's willingness to do anything to win. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He wears a white shirt, with a grey mid length shorts with grey tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He sports a long silver beard, and similarly colored long hair. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Racist, Mundane, PTSD. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 900 pp. Jasper (60 gp). Peridot (60 gp). Citrine (60 gp). Sard (60 gp). Bloodstone (60 gp). Brown-green garnet (110 gp). Bloodstone (60 gp).

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His hair, while still mostly red, has prominent grey streaks. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Vanuath was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered poetry. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Opinionated, Artistic. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor, Family. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 2000 gp. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he has the majority of his body covered in plate. His black hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

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 lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: Lucan was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Addict, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 10000 cp. Moonstone (30 gp). Blue quartz (13 gp).

Description: He wears tan robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a lance, but if one is not available he will default to his pickaxe. He is portly but not overly obese. His chestnut hair is knotted and matted. His gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

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 is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Morkral lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Morkral 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. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter; and he desires power and/or immortality

Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.