Description: He wears a brown coat over a pastel low-cut shirt, and a wide-brimmed hat upon his head. He is portly but not overly obese. His hair is golden and curly. His green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He got into the Roofer business at a young age. Through the years after Ernest was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Ernest's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Flaws: Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Guardian. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 600 gp. Star rose quartz (50 gp). Golden pearl (150 gp). Blue quartz (6 gp).

Description: He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He carries with him a set of bastard swords on his belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. 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 father. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to gnolls demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and he wants to get laid

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Religious, Enemies, Has a crush. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 3000 sp. Chrysoberyl (90 gp). Eye agate (9 gp).

Description: Standing 5'6", this man wears a simple white robe with black stripes complete with hood. He has a long blonde beard with little hanging trinkets. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

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. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His necromantic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. After a long history of fighting, Balimaar and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Emotional, Insane, Antagonistic. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 9000 sp. Gold music box (1000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a yellow vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His violet leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his yellow boots flare out at the collars. His long black hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Knight. He uses divination through singing.

History: He was born in a small desert village. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Human companion (his 'brother'). He has dedicated himself to building a better village for his children.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Knight responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 4000 sp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'11" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. Sporting a silver mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His eyes are likewise brown.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: Born in the north to a Stylist, Rolf learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother 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 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: To prove his worth to the world; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Job, Attractive. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 1000 sp.