Description: A moderately attractive man, he usually wears his brown robe and has his bastard sword always slung over his shoulder. He has dyed his greying orange fur a little too much giving a sharp orange color. His green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he is greedy

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Lazy, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 9000 sp. Sardonyx (40 gp). Aquamarine (300 gp). Lapis lazuli (15 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He has wavy silver hair. He has a dull look in his gold eyes.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: Qemuel was raised in a hard working conservative environment. 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 Bowyer. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Bowyer.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Has a crush, Job. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with black lining and desert motifs, and carries quarterstaffs. He wears a feathered hat to cover his moderate length orange fur. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the north. In his youth he was a Roofer, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger sister on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, PTSD. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Tiefling, and stands approximately 5'3". He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during, and his gloved hand is found clutching a pickaxe. His chestnut hair is knotted and matted. He has gleaming, smiling white eyes.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing painting.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Barakas has worked very hard to control his curse. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Depressed, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Bather

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 600 gp. Tourmaline (120 gp). Rich purple corundum (1300 gp). Black star sapphire (1300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He has a large grey mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his violet robe. His white hair is matted, messy, and big. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when brigands swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He was granted arcane powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: A deep hatred of brigands.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 250 gp. Star rose quartz (20 gp). Zircon (20 gp). Red spinel (70 gp).