Description: This man dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized sapphire on his right hand. His tied-back hair is red. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Mortician arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He married young, but lost his spouse to dire rats. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He has moderate length auburn hair. His skin is flawless and his hazel eyes scan people very quickly.

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. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Halimath was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. 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. 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: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Persistence, Logical. Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 20 pp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He prefers to wear green pants and tee shirts. He has blonde hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Blacksmith hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Bonds: Religious, Poor. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 1600 gp. Jasper (30 gp). Malachite (15 gp). Red garnet (160 gp). Black opal (1400 gp). Lapis lazuli (15 gp). Banded agate (15 gp). Carnelian (30 gp). Chrysoberyl (160 gp).

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears dark leathers with embroidery. His hair is brown and curly. This brown eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this western guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: Travok was born with his father's beautiful face. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered writing. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Dwarven people; and dwarven compassion

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Lazy, Disease, Racist. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 4000 gp. Deep green spinel (60 gp). Citrine (50 gp). Alexandrite (300 gp). Carnelian (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright tan and brown, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His black hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. The war was a terrible time for him, and Gerbo does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Mercenary arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Military, Slave. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.