Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a robe, a symbol of his god around his neck, and a rapier on his belt, and is pretty ugly. His blonde hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.

Personality: This man loves painting and to teach people painting more than just about anything. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Naeris was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. He always admired druidic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to pay off his debts

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His hair, while still mostly chestnut, has prominent grey streaks. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Norman was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Norman fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 60 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears skinny pants and wears a tan and black robe with the hood down. He has done his best to style his chestnut hair to look like a famous performer. He is baby faced.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Spice Merchant but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Passionate, Pacifist, Logical. Flaws: Insane, Mundane. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 32000 sp.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he sports tan clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He has a very tight haircut. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 92. 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 receives visions of the future at random moments

History: His psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Addict. Bonds: Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

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 is renowned for his bright brown suits and hats. His silver hair is long and unkept. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

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 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: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. While he appears to be a normal Dwarf, 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 has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature falchion.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dwarven artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 24000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.