Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears a brown tunic with pastel highlights, and long tan pants that bunch up around his shoes. He is an epitome of beauty. His black hair is lengthy. His eyes are brown and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Horhog took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up lance and armor he uses now. After a long history of fighting, Horhog and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he feels threatened by others

Flaws: Shy, Fearful, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 120 pp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man is dressed in a clean blue cloak covering his clean studded leather. His long red hair reaches down to his waist. His eyes are blue and catlike.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. The war was a terrible time for him, and Lewis does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

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

Flaws: Shy, Depressed, Mundane. Bonds: Military, Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 30 pp. Onyx (70 gp).

Description: This slender man stands about 5'11". He wears silk and lounges about seductively. He keeps his silver hair in a flapper bob. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 100 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This tall, slender man wears a brown tunic with violet highlights, and long white pants that bunch up around his shoes. His black hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. He has a dull look in his green eyes.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Paelias will drive conversation. He uses divination through singing.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered poetry. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and doesn't want to be a interpreter and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Extrovert, Gifted, Artistic. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His blonde hair and beard is wavy and long. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. A friendly and beautiful Half-Orc, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: Born in the south to a Marshal, Ur-Masi learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Marshal for the past few years.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Flaws: Shy, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Rich. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 90 gp.