Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His blue crest is smooth and relatively long. His gold eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He is a great chef.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His divine abilities were realized during a raid on his village. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Full Plate. 1 Banded mail. 1 Masterwork Heavy wooden shield.

Description: He wears brown leather gloves, a brown jacket, and tight pants. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Shag abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. 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: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 600 gp. Finely wrought small gold bracelet (10 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he tends to wear a black poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He has a long white beard with little hanging trinkets. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his broad black hat.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He is obsessed with his god.

History: Gifted from a young age, Don studied abroad. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Don fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted, Fighting. Bonds: Religious, Has a crush. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 40000 cp.

Description: This man typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep blue leather and dull brown iron scale mail. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His purple hair is still thick. His eyes are likewise black. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Fortune-teller business.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when illithids swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by illithids. Rimmon was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the illithids.

Motivation: Many illithids want him driven away.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: 3'4" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears red painted combat armor at almost all times. His hair is cut close to his head. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Ruler who has hired him part-time. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Stannor grew up listening to his mother's many stories. Stannor abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature axe.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 110 pp. Lapis lazuli (10 gp). Rhodochrosite (10 gp). Carnelian (50 gp). Moss agate (10 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.