Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. With a patchy white beard and wild white hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. 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: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. 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 get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man wears a robe, a symbol of luck around his neck, and a quarterstaff on his belt. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His blue crest is thinning but still full. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Norkruuth took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up quarterstaff and armor he uses now. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Mundane. Bonds: Has a crush, Nature. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 200 pp. Sard (20 gp). Bloodstone (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy yellow fur. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with Stetson hat. He has a hunchback. His yellow fur is knotted and matted. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: Harvest was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Masseuse work with an outfit from a few towns over. Masseuse work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero.

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: This northern man wears dull blue sweaters, loose pastel pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed bow, just in case. His clothes are grease stained in places. His long green crest is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes are gold and beady.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Armorer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Selfish. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 70 pp. Onyx (20 gp). Tourmaline (120 gp). White opal (800 gp). Citrine (20 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 3'5" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. With bright brown hair and a scraggly beard. His half smiles and amber eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Senteq was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. After a long history of fighting, Senteq and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 200 gp.