Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears a robe, a symbol of his god around his neck, and a shield on his belt. His red hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He is an amazing painter.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Masseuse arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. After coming to the age of reason, Harbek took it upon himself to study the psionic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Harbek 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 money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 600 gp. Deep blue spinel (400 gp). Eye agate (15 gp). Sard (40 gp). Sard (40 gp). Carnelian (40 gp). Black pearl (400 gp).

Description: This western man is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His clothes are grease stained in places. He wears his brown hair down. His eyes are likewise gray.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. Through the years after Hork was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Hork's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic, Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 7000 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (200 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). Silver ewer (30 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (6000 gp). A small bag of saffron. (30 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (5000 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1800 gp). A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (30 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (1000 gp). A life-sized copper and silver statuette of a cockatrice. (30 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (2000 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (60 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (5000 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (60 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1800 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1800 gp). Solid gold idol (200 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He wears grey painted combat armor at almost all times. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly morningstars and flails. His gray fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The father sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his father's willingness to do anything to win. Being a Scribe kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Criminal record, Attractive. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He is dressed in earthy colors with a blue and white handkerchief worn on his left side. With a patchy silver beard and wild silver hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. A freak accident while working with his Stylist father left him crippled. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To unite with his sister; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Insomniac, Disease, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A 5'5" northern man, he is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His brown hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gray.

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. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His necromantic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Philantrophist, Professionalism, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: Just what you see.