Description: This southern man is abnormally tall. He dresses in violet turtlenecks beneath a tan coat with white slacks. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His red hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. His father worked until he suffered an accident while they were digging through a hill for a new route. He had to support his now crippled father and took his father's old job. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and doesn't want to be a tanner and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Family. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He wears baggy white pantaloons and a red scarf. He is physically well-built. His black hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He has brown eyes.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: Born in the south to a Sailor, Whurbin learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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. Whurbin took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up longsword and armor he uses now. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Nature, Debt. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 3000 cp. Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (500 gp). A small bag of saffron. (90 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (500 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This man wears just a tan suit, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His hair is cut close to his head. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: Mindartis was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Mindartis 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. In the meantime he has taken over work as a Herbalist and occasionally as a mercenary.

Motivation: To be a Laborer again; and sabotage a competitor

Bonds: Nature, Rich, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a brown coat. He is portly but not overly obese. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to cover his moderate length red hair. His ears are large.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 900 gp. Red spinel (50 gp). Star ruby (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His golden hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He is an amazing painter.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Bruz fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Passionate, Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 40000 cp. Fire opal (1600 gp).