Description: 3'6" and muscular, this western man wears long strands of ruby and short tan dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. With a patchy silver beard and wild silver hair. His ears are large.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. 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: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Slave. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 100 gp. Iolite (20 gp). Rock crystal (20 gp). Hematite (11 gp). Malachite (11 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He wears a small hat to cover his moderate length white hair. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his red eyes.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of giants once and for all.

History: He was born into a rich family. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He's also a talented Ploughman, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and he made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Rich, Job, Debt. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 1100 gp.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. With a patchy blonde beard and wild blonde hair. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Mhurren hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his painting career. He is an amazing painter.

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. After coming to the age of reason, Mhurren took it upon himself to study the psionic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Mhurren fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Artistic, Gifted. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is in excellent shape and is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His brown hair is cut short. His eyes are gray and beady.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He comes from a rich western family. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Morkral fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Religious, Rich. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 3000 cp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His hair is short and red. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. 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 Unemployed. He became a Unemployed soon after.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister

Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Job, Military, Family. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 800 sp. 1 Hourglass.