Description: He has a missing right arm. He wears a black vest and prefers yellow and pastel shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His hair is long and white with streaks of chestnut, and is pulled back with small black clips. His beard is chestnut, braided, and well cared for. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

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 keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. After coming to the age of reason, Fibblestib took it upon himself to study the druidic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 1500 gp. Chrysoberyl (60 gp). Deep green spinel (60 gp).

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He has wavy white hair. He has several tiny sapphire earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Barrister arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He has achieved small success as a Barrister.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Rich, Job, Religious. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He sports yellow clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He is physically well-built. He sports a long blonde beard, and similarly colored long hair. His gray eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Dayereth lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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. Dayereth took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up morningstar and armor he uses now. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and regain custody of his daughter

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Family, Nature, Religious. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 20 pp.

Description: 2'11" and muscular, this northern man very much looks the part of a Masseuse. His tied-back hair is white. He has several tiny jet earrings on each ear.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Halfling in existence. Ortegar is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his sisters into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: He got into the Masseuse business at a young age. A gifted student he started as a Bricklayer, but he got bored and became a Masseuse. 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: To unite with his sister; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Bonds: Job, Rich, Family. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: This man is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright black and red, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His chestnut hair is smooth and relatively long. His violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: The child of a Performer, who enjoyed hunting, Erdan was taken on many hunting expeditions. Erdan liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Adventurer, Nature, Military. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 40 pp. 1 Average lock.