Description: With black face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his flail with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. With a patchy brown beard and wild brown hair. His brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He was born in a small forest village. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he typically wears tan cloth garments or leather armor. His scarlet crest is matted, messy, and big. His red eyes peer out from beneath his top tan hat.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He uses divination through singing.

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the west. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He was granted divine powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Soapmaker responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 17000 cp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a tight fitting grey shirt and pants. He wears a colorful flower in his rusty crest. His gold eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. The war was a terrible time for him, and Ghesh does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. 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. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Scribe they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Body Guard, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Flaws: Shy, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Slave. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears suspenders and white workpants. His shirt is blue, and he wears a heavy white leather apron most of the time. His blonde hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His skin is flawless and his green eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Ploughman profession.

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. A gifted student he started as a Ploughman, but he got bored and became a Masseuse. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and to be a ploughman again

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Military. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He wears a deerstalker hat to cover his moderate length white hair. His eyes are brown and beady.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. 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. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 140 gp. Sard (40 gp).