Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His long silver hair reaches down to his waist. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Guy is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. After a long history of fighting, Guy and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Justice, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 110 pp.

Description: This fat northern man has a bulbous nose and wears a red armored body suit, with a simple grey line shooting up and back down. His skin is also unnaturally pale. He has chestnut hair. He is baby faced.

Personality: Gimble speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. Gimble enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist, Disease. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He wears dark leathers with embroidery, marred by beers. His hair, while still mostly silver, has prominent grey streaks. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Nature, Job. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 240 gp. 1 Buckler.

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 wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His fur is yellow and very short. His eyes are likewise copper.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He works hard and plays hard.

History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the south. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Layabout hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Hedonist, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 2200 gp.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he tends to wear a blue poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His blonde hair is matted, messy, and big. 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 considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Quarion fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 300 pp. Moss agate (6 gp). Hematite (6 gp). 1 Minor magic item.