Description: He has a missing left arm. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing blue cape and mantle trimmed with soft brown waves gently in the breeze. His yellow fur is smooth and relatively long. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. Spring enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: Gifted from a young age, Spring studied abroad. His divine abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 600 gp. Gold music box (1000 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (700 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (700 gp). 1 Simple lock.

Description: He dresses well, wearing white shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His hair is red, silky, and of moderate length. He has violet eyes and a white hat with a tan feather.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Opinionated, Logical. Flaws: Secretive, Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 1300 sp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He is wearing a long, tan, dusty cloak. His purple hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are red and catlike.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Abad isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Tiefling unity. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.

History: He was born in the south. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Abad took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up nunchaku and armor he uses now. He has never given up on his writing dream.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and he has a crush on the local painter

Ideals: Impeccable, Entrepeneur, Artistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He usually wears his green robe and has his lance always slung over his shoulder. His black hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He was born in a small desert village. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Professionalism, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 100 gp. Solid gold idol (600 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He wears a blue vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His violet leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his blue boots flare out at the collars, marred by chocolates. His blonde hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Professionalism, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Antagonistic. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 700 gp.