Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His hair, while still mostly white, has prominent grey streaks. His skin is flawless and his hazel eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: He was born in the east. Being born in the east, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the east for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Servant and was forced into it by his family; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Flaws: Mundane, Selfish. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He has moderate length silver hair. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Dabbledob hails from a village terrorized by giants. In his 13th year, his parents were killed by a giants raid, leaving Dabbledob alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge.

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Guardian, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 100 gp. Golden pearl (80 gp). Azurite (8 gp).

Description: He stands about 6'5" and wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His silver crest is lengthy. His eyes are likewise gold.

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 is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Dadalan took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up ceremonial dagger and armor he uses now. He bought a ceremonial dagger and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 1100 sp.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His black hair is heavily combed to the left. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Half-Orc activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Half-Orc doctor. He was granted psionic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and a strong sense of loyalty to half-orc people

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Terse, Impulsive, Racist. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 50 pp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: An older man who wears violet robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a scimitar, but if one is not available he will default to his scythe, he is not a threatening figure. His black hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Shy, Impulsive. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 50 gp.