Description: This man has a large black mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his white robe. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized amethyst on his right hand. His moppish black hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when giants swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Tûmûg was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: He is greedy; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He is wearing a long, pastel cloak. His brown hair, when down, is lengthy. His red eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: His psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His parents enrolled him in a Fighter school at a young age so that he could practice his psionic talents. After months of barely getting by, Ahrim managed to ambush a major caravan with a load of valuables. Instantly wealthy, he made his way to the capital under a new identity.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Joker, Gifted, Athletic. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This tall, slender man wears silk and lounges about seductively. He has wavy chestnut hair. 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 is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. After a long history of fighting, Bathin and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is content

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 2000 sp. Rose (60 gp). Coral (100 gp).

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His blonde hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are brown.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 9 years.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Mercenary responsibilities is difficult; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'2" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with black lining and desert motifs. With bright blonde hair and a scraggly beard. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Nuraval was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Justice, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Guardian, Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 9000 cp.