Description: Standing 5'7", this man wears dull violet sweaters, loose grey pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed warhammer, just in case. His long brown hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady brown eyes.

Personality: He hates Humans with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Farmer arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Human people; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Shy. Bonds: Rich, In love. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 1600 gp.

Description: This man wears a black vest and prefers pastel and violet shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized amber on his left hand. He is bald on top and has large white tufts of hair around his ears. His green eyes peer out from beneath his small black hat.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. 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 in a plains tribe. 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. 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: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Joker, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a red tunic with brown highlights, and long white pants that bunch up around his shoes. He wears a broad hat to cover his moderate length brown hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: Gifted from a young age, Frederick studied abroad. His necromantic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Gifted, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He likes to wear green tank tops with brown pants. His white hair, when down, is lengthy. His eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Miles will drive conversation. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was born into a rich family. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered poetry. 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 has money and likes to spend it; and he is greedy

Ideals: Extrovert, Professionalism, Artistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 500 gp. Red garnet (50 gp).

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He keeps his red hair in a pixie cut. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Born in the north to a Body Guard, Tim learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. His childhood dream was to be a Crown-heir, but he was a colossal failure. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: Jasper (80 gp). Malachite (16 gp).