Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He usually wears his white robe and has his kukri always slung over his shoulder. He keeps his long black hair kept up in a rat tail. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: Ûshgol hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. 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: Gifted from a young age, Ûshgol studied abroad. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Fortune-teller they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Detective, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic, Gifted. Bonds: Religious, Family. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 50 pp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He wears a yellow costume with the symbols of the sun god on his torso, marred by chocolates. He keeps his long blonde hair kept up in a rat tail. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He disdains his fellow easterners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Fibblestib was born on a far eastern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Barkeep. 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: Further expansion of business.

Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 5000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His long silver hair reaches down to his waist. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Barkeep arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. 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 has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing tan cape and mantle trimmed with soft white waves gently in the breeze. He keeps his long golden hair kept up in a rat tail. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

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 is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. 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 now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Philantrophist, Opinionated. Bonds: Rich, Slave. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 300 gp. Black pearl (400 gp).

Description: He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He has shaved his head bald. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Born in the north to a Dilettante, Skog learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. In his 15th year, his parents were killed by a giants raid, leaving Skog alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and a deep hatred of giants

Flaws: Insane, Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Guardian, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: Alexandrite (200 gp). Rock crystal (70 gp). Violet garnet (200 gp). Bloodstone (70 gp). Blue quartz (6 gp). Chalcedony (70 gp). Malachite (6 gp).