Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a tan coat. He keeps his silver hair in a flapper bob. His eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing painting.

History: He was raised in a mountains tribe. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Athletic, Justice, Artistic. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: Blue quartz (14 gp).

Description: He has a large green mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his red robe. He carries with him a set of spears, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His brown hair is unkempt and raggedy. His black eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Paymon is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Paymon was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. 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. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 700 gp. Black pearl (1600 gp). Obsidian (13 gp).

Description: He wears bulky tan painted plate armor. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His chestnut hair is still thick. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: Born in the south to a Masseuse, Gilthur learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Masseuse. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to be a architect again

Flaws: Sensitive, Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Family, Military. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He wears light armors faded through time and improper care, and he perpetually has his sword ready. His red hair is matted, messy, and big. His eyes are silver and catlike.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. 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. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of specialists.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 500 gp. Eye agate (8 gp). Azurite (8 gp). Freshwater pearl (8 gp). Deep blue spinel (1100 gp).

Description: This malnourished man wears bulky red painted plate armor. His red hair is singed and shortened. His eyes are a pleasant blue.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Layabout hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Selfish. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.