Description: This man is tall and muscular. He has a large violet mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his tan robe. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. This brown eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He moved out east to avoid the crime he committed. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Religious. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 1000 cp. 1 Darkwood Shield.

Description: He wears a tight fitting pastel shirt and pants. He carries with him a set of bows on his belt, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He has styled his white crest well, parting it to the left. His red eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Barber who has hired him part-time. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Dadalan was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His parents enrolled him in a Warlock school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. He became a Barber soon after.

Motivation: He's in love; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Bonds: Has a crush, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 800 gp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (700 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (900 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (1900 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (180 gp).

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is typically in his Barber uniform. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His gold eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: He was born in a small island village. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 2 years.

Motivation: He wants revenge against dire rats; and someone believes him a fraud

Bonds: Job, Nature, Adventurer, Slave, Enemies. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears just a white suit, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'2" when asserting himself. He sports a flattop hair cut. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines amber.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Antagonistic, Insane. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 20000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears baggy blue pantaloons and a red scarf. His golden hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: The child of a Ploughman, who enjoyed hunting, Dayereth was taken on many hunting expeditions. Dayereth liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Beggar and was forced into it by his family; and to end his boredom

Flaws: Insomniac, Mundane, Secretive. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.