Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His silver hair is lengthy. He has gleaming, smiling brown eyes.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his writing with anyone who is interested.

History: A child with a great deal of writing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered writing. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Athletic, Gifted, Artistic. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 500 gp. Red spinel (160 gp). Eye agate (16 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A middle-aged man, he is wearing a long, green, dusty cloak, and is pretty ugly. He has dyed his greying green crest a little too much giving a sharp green color. His red eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. The war was a terrible time for him, and Donaar does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. A serious injury left his mother unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm mother. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he desires power and/or immortality

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Adventurer, Military, Mentor, Debt. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 300 pp. A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (50 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1500 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (2100 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (1000 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (50 gp).

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He sports a flattop hair cut. 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 invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Oppleby was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Citrine (50 gp). Onyx (50 gp). Eye agate (6 gp). Black pearl (1500 gp). Jet (110 gp). Coral (110 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He dresses like a well dressed Herbalist does. His white hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Herbalist work with an outfit from a few towns over. Herbalist work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Herbalist for the past few years.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Athletic, Joker, Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 200 gp. Amethyst (100 gp). 1 Simple lock.

Description: He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He is portly but not overly obese. With bright golden hair and a scraggly beard. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: Hobart was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Disease, Emotional, Selfish. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.