Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears just a brown suit. His hair is cut close to his head. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He has worked as a Servant like his father before him.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and expand his business

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Religious, Military, Job. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 500 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (200 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (140 gp).

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he wears suspenders and black workpants. His shirt is grey, and he wears a heavy black leather apron most of the time. His purple hair is long and unkept. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are black.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the south. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 30 pp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This northern man wears a tight fitting red shirt and pants. His clothes are grease stained in places. His hair is black, silky, and of moderate length. His eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with singing. He constantly tries to fill his life with singing. 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: A child with a great deal of singing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. Balimaar was born on a far northern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Glassblower. He has never given up on his singing dream.

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

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: This light-skinned male is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His chestnut hair, when down, is lengthy. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Miller but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Ideals: Pacifist, Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 1800 gp.

Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing blue cape and mantle trimmed with soft tan waves gently in the breeze. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He has a long white beard with little hanging trinkets. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Baern isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dwarven unity. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. 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 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: He's repulsed by the PC; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 230 gp.