Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His hair, while still mostly golden, has prominent grey streaks. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Ortegar was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. 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: To get a good night's sleep; and to protect his home

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Guardian, Mentor. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 600 gp. Obsidian (15 gp). Red-brown spinel (160 gp). 1 Banded mail. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He very much looks the part of a Servant. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His black hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Servant who has hired him part-time. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He got into the Servant business at a young age. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Attractive, Has a crush. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 40000 cp. Amethyst (140 gp). Jade (140 gp). Red-brown spinel (140 gp). Alexandrite (200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears baggy green pantaloons and a white scarf. He wears his red crest down. His eyes are gold.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: A child with a great deal of singing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. Through the years after Nykkan was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Nykkan's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. After a long history of fighting, Nykkan and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Artistic, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Antagonistic. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He stands about 4'2" and wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized black coat. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His tied-back hair is golden. He has brown eyes.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born in the west. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: This malnourished man is renowned for his bright grey suits and hats. His chestnut hair is matted, messy, and big. This red eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: Fenriz was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. Being a Gardener kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 60 gp.