Description: This southern man is abnormally tall. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His black hair is still thick. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the south; and he is content

Ideals: Philantrophist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 2000 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1200 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1800 gp).

Description: A 4'0" northern man, he is wearing a long, brown, dusty cloak. With bright red hair and a scraggly beard. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He got into the Courier business at a young age. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered north to less war torn lands. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 8 years.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Hedonist, PTSD. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'0" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He has no hair. His brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Olunt wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Commoner, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: A powerful slaver 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. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and regain custody of his daughter

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 1900 gp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (40 gp).

Description: He is dressed in earthy colors with a tan and brown handkerchief worn on his left side. He is portly but not overly obese. His hair is silver, silky, and of moderate length. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He moved out west to avoid the crime he committed. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Criminal record, Nature, Job. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. Sporting a blonde mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are hazel.

Personality: He is mildly Dwarf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Ulfgar took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up scythe and armor he uses now. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and wants his loneliness to end

Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 250 gp.