Description: This man is tall and muscular. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing white cape and mantle trimmed with soft tan waves gently in the breeze. His beige fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He has amber eyes and a white hat with a tan feather.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: He was born into a rich family. His childhood dream was to be a Hunter, but he was a colossal failure. 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. Right-Handed fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 300 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1500 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man wears baggy tan pantaloons and a blue scarf. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. With a patchy chestnut beard and wild chestnut hair. His skin is flawless and his violet eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Servant profession.

History: Bhevek lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His first spouse was a Servant, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Job, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 17000 cp.

Description: This western man is abnormally tall. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His purple hair is matted, messy, and big. This red eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Weaver but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was born in the west. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Tieflings in the west were limited. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 6000 sp. Sard (20 gp). Star ruby (600 gp). Zircon (20 gp). Rich purple corundum (600 gp). Alexandrite (1600 gp). Deep green spinel (160 gp).

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears baggy yellow pantaloons and a grey scarf. With a patchy silver beard and wild silver hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His red crest is braided into rings. He has gold eyes.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 9. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: Direcris was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The mother sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his mother's willingness to do anything to win. Being a Roofer 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 will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 110 pp. Iolite (40 gp). Jasper (40 gp). Deep blue spinel (300 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1500 gp). Sardonyx (40 gp). Deep blue spinel (300 gp).