Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears bulky violet painted plate armor. His black hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. A true patriot, Hupe would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He was born in the east. 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 Server. He has worked as a Server like his father before him.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Military. Occupation: Server

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 110 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This fat southern man has a bulbous nose and has the majority of his body covered in plate. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His hair is black and very short. He is baby faced.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He is a great chef.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. After coming to the age of reason, Vanuath took it upon himself to study the divine arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

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

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he wears green robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a warhammer, but if one is not available he will default to his spear. He wears a top hat to hide his balding. His white eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. 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 hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Fearful. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 4000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He stands about 6'3" and wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His chestnut hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Born to a Seamstress, his father struggled to pay the bills. 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 hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears long strands of topaz and short pastel 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 thin eyebrows rest above his beady gray eyes.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 88. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: Born in the south to a Priest, Varis learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. 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: To reunite with his absent mother; and he has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Family, Job. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 5000 sp. Aquamarine (1600 gp). Sard (40 gp). Malachite (5 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.