Description: This southern man is abnormally tall. He wears dull green sweaters, loose blue pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed greataxe, just in case. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His copper crest is smooth and relatively long. 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 will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Apothecary hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Armorer. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and to settle down with his crush

Flaws: Insomniac, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Has a crush, Poor. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Light wooden shield.

Description: He is lean but muscular and prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He has a silver handlebar mustache and slicked back silver hair. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Silvo was born the youngest of three triplets. 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 now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He stands about 4'3" and wears a brown vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His blue leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his brown boots flare out at the collars. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. With bright silver hair and a scraggly beard. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines green.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Erias is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 370 gp. 3 Antitoxin.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears dull black sweaters, loose pastel pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed lance, just in case. His long white hair reaches down to his waist. He is baby faced.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Brewer born in the past three hundred years. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Brewer but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He comes from a rich southern family. 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 Brewer. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Pacifist, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Rich. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 150 pp. Old masterpiece painting (400 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (130 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1700 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1700 gp).

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a tattered pair of loose brown pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His crest is silver and curly. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Born to a Doctor, his mother struggled to pay the bills. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

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

Ideals: Joker, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 300 gp.