Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His brown hair is matted, messy, and big. His blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. 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: Thradal was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Opinionated, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his halberd with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He keeps his long black hair kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Balimaar will drive conversation. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. 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 dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and a deep hatred of dire rats

Ideals: Extrovert. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Enemies, Job. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He wears a blue vest and prefers brown and grey shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He keeps his long silver hair kept up in a rat tail. He has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. 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: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He was taken from his home at a very young age. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by dire rats. Baz was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the dire rats.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and he desires to right it.

Ideals: Passionate, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave, Enemies. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 4000 gp. Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (2200 gp). Solid gold idol (600 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (2400 gp).

Description: He wears dark leathers with embroidery. His rusty crest is long and unkept. His red eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Gargax grew up listening to his father's many stories. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by goblins. Gargax was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the goblins.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by goblins, and he desires to right it

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He has a very tight haircut. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Corkitron was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Healer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 1900 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.