Description: This late middle aged man dresses like a well dressed Guard does and is in decent physical shape. He has a silver handlebar mustache and slicked back silver hair. His eyes are brown and beady.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was raised in a mountains tribe. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has worked as a Guard like his mother before him.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a fancy grey suit. He has dyed his greying white hair a little too much giving a sharp white color. His eyes are amber and catlike.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and to reunite with his absent father

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Shy, Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Family. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 170 gp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light tan in addition to tight pants. His silver hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes are blue and beady.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Gerbo grew up listening to his father's many stories. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Gerbo was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Optimist, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Military, Has a crush. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: Coral (130 gp). Golden pearl (130 gp). Zircon (70 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 typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep green leather and dull white iron scale mail. He keeps his long scarlet crest kept up in a rat tail. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: When he was but 4 years old his parents immigrated from the west. Norkruuth was born on a far western plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Cook. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Philantrophist, Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His auburn hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He hates dire rats. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. 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, Pirithin is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Pirithin was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Architect work with an outfit from a few towns over. Architect work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: A deep hatred of dire rats.

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Enemies, Job. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 600 gp. Pink pearl (60 gp). Golden yellow topaz (800 gp).