Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His red hair is thinning but still full. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: Skamos was born with his mother's beautiful face. While he appears to be a normal Tiefling, 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: Cloth of gold vestments (160 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (160 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1100 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (160 gp).

Description: He is a mite stocky and prefers to wear green clothing when he does not wear armor. His black hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Boddynock was born the youngest of three triplets. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he has a crush on the local marshal

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Family, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 1800 gp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a blue vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His black leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his blue boots flare out at the collars. He keeps his brown hair in a flapper bob. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady hazel eyes.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 15. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Theriatis was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His childhood dream was to be a Seamstress, but he was a colossal failure. He struck the Sage job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and expand his business

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Job, Mentor. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 1700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Fortune-teller. His white hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines amber.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Fortune-teller. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. While he appears to be a normal 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 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: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and expand his business

Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Rich, Military. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty brown coat over it. He is physically well-built. His copper crest is smooth and relatively long. His gold eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was born in a small mountains village. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. 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: He's looking for his big break; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Server

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.