Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Farmer. He has done his best to style his rusty crest to look like a famous performer. His eyes are red and catlike.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He got into the Farmer business at a young age. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Military, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 70 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He keeps his long dark red hair kept up in a rat tail. His black eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. The war was a terrible time for him, and Ahrim does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Glassblower hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military, Poor. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: Blue quartz (13 gp).

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he wears brown painted combat armor at almost all times. He wears his auburn hair down. His blue eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: To be a Apothecary again; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Family. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 310 pp. Black star sapphire (800 gp). Deep blue spinel (400 gp). Violet garnet (400 gp). Obsidian (10 gp). Red garnet (80 gp). Amethyst (80 gp). Deep green spinel (80 gp). Tourmaline (80 gp). Deep blue spinel (400 gp).

Description: He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body, and he perpetually has his flail ready. He wears a feathered hat to hide his balding. He has a dull look in his red eyes.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. A friendly and beautiful Dragonborn, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. Through the years after Quarethon was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Quarethon's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. Sporting a red mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Weaver arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His arcane abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

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

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 2000 cp.