Description: 5'1" and muscular, this western man is well dressed, constantly wearing a blue suit, green shirt, and blue tie. He wears a colorful flower in his black hair. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 2000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He has styled his blue crest well, parting it to the right. 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 is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. 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 wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a tight fitting white shirt and pants. His chestnut hair is braided into rings. His eyes are blue and catlike.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He has all his life been fascinated with writing.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. His necromantic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic, Gifted. Bonds: Religious, Military. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 2400 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp).

Description: He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He carries with him a set of bastard swords, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His hair is cut close to his head. He is baby faced.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. 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. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Gimurt fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His blonde hair is braided into rings. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He got into the Mortician business at a young age. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Paelias was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. After a long history of fighting, Paelias and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 16000 sp. Chrysoberyl (130 gp). Zircon (60 gp). Alexandrite (1300 gp). Obsidian (6 gp).