Description: This slender man stands about 5'1". He is wearing a long, white, dusty cloak. He wears a Stetson hat to hide his balding. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the east. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: Smoking lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and obtaining odd cultural tabaxi artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Family, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 100 pp.

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. He wears a small hat to cover his moderate length white hair. His green eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. 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: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. 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. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Optimist, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 2000 sp.

Description: Standing 3'5", this man is typically in his Crown-heir uniform. His silver hair is singed and shortened. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Crown-heir for hire.

Motivation: To be a Blacksmith again.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Terse. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Masterwork manacles. 1 Masterwork Artisan’s tools. 1 Magnifying glass. 1 Spyglass.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He dresses well, wearing tan shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His moppish black hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to gnolls demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 400 gp. Amber (150 gp). Sard (30 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (10 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he tends to wear a large black jacket. His purple hair is greasy and uncared for. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. Paymon 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 left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 300 gp. Sard (80 gp). Red-brown spinel (90 gp). Moonstone (80 gp). Alexandrite (600 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.