Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears silk and lounges about seductively. His red hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His eyes are brown and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 89. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with deerstalker hat, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'9" when asserting himself. He has styled his chestnut hair well, parting it to the left. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are silver.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the north. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Scribe arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He worked as a nervous Scribe and found it very stressful. He tends to his Scribe job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: A deep hatred of brigands; and many brigands want him driven away

Ideals: Pacifist, Optimist. Bonds: Rich, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This tall, slender man wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His silver hair is singed and shortened. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

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. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Hedonist. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He typically wears blue cloth garments or leather armor. His dark red hair is unkempt and raggedy. His eyes are gold and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. Zephan was born on a far southern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Fortune-teller. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and to share knowledge with the world

Flaws: Ugly, Secretive, Hedonist. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 100 sp. Rock crystal (50 gp).

Description: He has a missing right arm. He prefers to wear flannel. He has moderate length golden hair. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family While he appears to be a normal Half-Orc, 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. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 30 pp. White pearl (120 gp).