Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'4" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He likes to wear red tank tops with tan pants. He has moderate length white hair. His eyes are a pleasant green.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: Born in the west to a Fletcher, Rurik learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He has had some formal singing training, and achieved minor success. He was granted arcane powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Joker, Gifted, Artistic. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Dwarves. His skin is dark but he possesses many red ritualistic tattoos. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a blue suit, red shirt, and brown tie. His head has been shaved. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Secretive. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 1100 sp. 4 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears suspenders and white workpants. His shirt is brown, and he wears a heavy white leather apron most of the time. His orange fur is braided into rings. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. 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. Flask fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

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

Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 4000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He dresses well, wearing brown shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He keeps his long blonde hair kept up in a rat tail. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his father. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Miller. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Miller.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and marry his brother to traveling adventurers

Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Family, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 7000 cp. 1 Half-Plate.

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 wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a tan coat. His white hair is braided into rings. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady blue eyes.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Tordek was born on a far northern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Bather. After a long history of fighting, Tordek and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Bather

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 90 gp. 1 Banded mail.