Description: This late middle aged man wears a pastel collared shirt and brown pants. He accessorizes with a white scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt and is in decent physical shape. His crest is black, silky, and of moderate length. His gold unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. 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. Greethen fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 1600 sp. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. He wears his brown hair down. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Sage arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. In his 16th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Fearful, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Slave, Criminal record. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: With yellow face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep green leather and dull brown iron scale mail. His golden hair is singed and shortened. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. Foxilon is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 3000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he prefers to wear black clothing when he does not wear armor. His chestnut hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Gerard lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. He has never given up on his music dream.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Family, Religious. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 110 gp. 2 Antitoxin.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He is typically in his Armorer uniform. His lavender fur is braided into rings. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: He got into the Armorer business at a young age. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and to be a masseuse again

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 260 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.