Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His white hair is unkempt and raggedy. His eyes are a pleasant green.

Personality: Oloric wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Adept, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Oloric 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.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized tan coat, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'1" when asserting himself. His moppish blonde hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His skin is flawless and his blue eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. 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's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He is physically well-built. His fur is orange and very short. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He always admired psionic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and he would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Gifted, Fighting, Logical. Bonds: Has a crush. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: This late middle aged man is dressed in an above average manner and is in decent physical shape. His hair is short and blonde. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. The war was a terrible time for him, and Crampernap does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Barber arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. When Crampernap reached his early adolescence his Gnome father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he feels kind of lost in life

Flaws: Mundane, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Rich. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears skinny pants and wears a brown and black robe with the hood down. He wears a top hat to hide his balding. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady amber eyes.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Fletcher born in the past three hundred years. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Left-Handed was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Fletcher.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother; and doesn't want to be a fletcher and was forced into it by his family

Flaws: Ugly, PTSD. Bonds: Job, Family, Mentor. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item.