Description: A middle-aged man, he is dressed in earthy colors with a red and tan handkerchief worn on his right side, and is pretty ugly. He has styled his copper crest well, parting it to the right. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

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. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Sethrekar is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He was granted martial powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Philantrophist, Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: With blue face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His silver hair is greasy and uncared for. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Quarion will drive conversation. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He has dedicated himself to building a better village for his children.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 1000 sp. Coral (100 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty pastel coat over it. His black hair is smooth and relatively long. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Mundane, Depressed. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears just a tan suit. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly glaives and scimitars. He keeps his white hair in a flapper bob. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of dire rats may trigger it at times.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. 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: Money/treasure; and he is greedy

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Criminal record, Enemies, Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 400 gp. Amethyst (110 gp). Smoky quartz (20 gp). Blue sapphire (1000 gp). Azurite (8 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This late middle aged man wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized grey coat and is in decent physical shape. His chestnut hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Gardain was born with his mother's beautiful face. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Religious, Attractive. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: Bloodstone (40 gp).