Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a pastel coat over a grey low-cut shirt, and a wide-brimmed hat upon his head. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Frederick was born on a far western mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Slave Trader. 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. Frederick fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 130 gp.

Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He has a very tight haircut. His eyes are amber.

Personality: Everard hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his painting career. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Artistic, Logical. Flaws: Addict, Disease. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 600 gp. Violet garnet (700 gp). Moss agate (15 gp). Silver pearl (100 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (15 gp).

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with blue colored cloaks and clothing. His fur is red, silky, and of moderate length. He has several tiny jet earrings on each ear.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He is a Succubi in disguise. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he desires power and/or immortality

Flaws: Insane, Forgetful. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 20 pp.

Description: He wears a tight fitting green shirt and pants. His auburn hair, when down, is lengthy. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Mundane, Greedy. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 4000 gp. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: This late middle aged man wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body and is in decent physical shape. His hair is cut close to his head. His green eyes peer out from beneath his small white hat.

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 takes great joy in being the best Stableman in town.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. Aelar liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he is content

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Cynical, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 1000 gp. Pink pearl (140 gp). 1 Minor magic item.