Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his lance, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. His crest is short and green. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes illithids are coming to abduct people. He has all his life been fascinated with writing.

History: Born in the west to a Bather, Medrash learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Bather. In the meantime he has taken over work as a Bather and occasionally as a mercenary.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and to settle down with his crush

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Enemies, Job, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 17000 cp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he likes to wear ponchos typically of a light grey in addition to tight pants. His white fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He moved out north to avoid the crime he committed. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Flaws: Antagonistic, Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His black hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He has several tiny emerald earrings on each ear.

Personality: Alvyn hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his writing career. 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: Born to a pair of adventurers, Alvyn grew up listening to his father's many stories. He has had some formal writing training, and achieved minor success. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Guardian. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents, and carries falchions. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gray.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He works hard and plays hard.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father 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. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Stableman for the past few years.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Hedonist, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: He wears professional attire, 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 has moderate length brown hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: The child of a Slave Trader, who enjoyed hunting, Ahrim was taken on many hunting expeditions. Ahrim 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. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ahrim fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 6000 sp. Moss agate (5 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (5 gp). Violet garnet (300 gp).