Description: He is a mite stocky and wears long strands of jet and short tan dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His eyes are hazel.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He was granted arcane powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Impulsive, Fearful. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 2800 sp. White pearl (140 gp). Blue quartz (10 gp).

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around his neck, and a sickle on his belt. He wears a colorful flower in his silver hair. His hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Ulfgar was born the youngest of three triplets. 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. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Family. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 1 Good lock.

Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around his neck, and a dagger on his belt. His red crest is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Quarethon hails from a village terrorized by orcs. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 5000 cp. Obsidian (4 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He wears a black coat over a green low-cut shirt, and a feathered hat upon his head. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His brown hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

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

Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 300 gp. Alexandrite (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An older man who wears a robe, a symbol of his god around his neck, and a bastard sword on his belt, he is not a threatening figure. His long yellow fur is drawn into a two foot long braid. 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 believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was born in the west. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He bought a bastard sword and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 50 pp. Obsidian (16 gp). Deep blue spinel (800 gp). Fire opal (500 gp). Sard (30 gp). Golden pearl (40 gp). Violet garnet (800 gp). Smoky quartz (30 gp). Blue star sapphire (500 gp).