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 wears a black wide-brimmed hat and black clothes. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his green eyes.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Bellfounder. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 3 years.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 150 gp. Coral (160 gp).

Description: This man stands a little under 5'4" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a black shirt with thin brown vertical stripes and black pants. His long silver hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His white eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. Some 4 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Qemuel never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he feels kind of lost in life

Flaws: Depressed, Secretive, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, In love. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 100 sp. Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (70 gp). 4 Thunderstones.

Description: He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His hair is cut close to his head. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Paelias was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Sculptor work with an outfit from a few towns over. Sculptor work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 11000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep blue leather and dull white iron scale mail. He wears his white hair down. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Server business.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Ahvain was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Ahvain decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Server

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears dull grey sweaters, loose green pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed sickle, just in case. He carries with him a set of sickles, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His fur is brown and very short. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his mother. Ethereal liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Scribe for the past few years.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 1100 sp.