Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a brown armored body suit, with a simple violet line shooting up and back down. His red fur is thinning but still full. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

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 has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man wears black trousers with red and brown striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized emerald on his left hand. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to cover his moderate length golden hair. This violet eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

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 dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: A child with a great deal of writing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. Ogthrak 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. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical, Artistic, Persistence. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 500 gp. Golden yellow topaz (1400 gp). Coral (100 gp). Violet garnet (1400 gp). Carnelian (80 gp). Amethyst (100 gp).

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light blue in addition to tight pants. His red crest is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. Kerkad abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He has dedicated himself to building a better trade route.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and balancing his hectic life and new merchant responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Nature, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 1100 sp.

Description: He is typically in his Bricklayer uniform. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his quarterstaff, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Bricklayer born in the past three hundred years. 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 was born into a rich family. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. He became a Bricklayer soon after.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Job, Religious, Rich, Family. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 15000 cp. Tourmaline (80 gp). Sardonyx (80 gp). Banded agate (14 gp).

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His auburn hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His eyes are gray and catlike.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Dworic fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Occupation: Baker

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 80 gp. 1 Chain shirt.