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. His red hair and beard is wavy and long. His eyes are a pleasant violet.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Drogo's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: Drogo was born with his father's beautiful face. 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. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Drogo fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: Born in the east to a Tailor, Tim learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Revenge; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Justice, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Job, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 40000 cp. Moss agate (15 gp). Citrine (50 gp). Red garnet (130 gp). Onyx (50 gp). Moss agate (15 gp). Black opal (1400 gp).

Description: This eastern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. With a patchy red beard and wild red hair. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker green hat.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Solomon has worked very hard to control his curse. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and to protect his home

Flaws: Ugly, Selfish, Disease. Bonds: Guardian. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This southern man wears bulky grey painted plate armor. His clothes are grease stained in places. His moppish brown hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His eyes are likewise gray.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: Born to a Bowyer, his mother struggled to pay the bills. 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 has worked as a Layabout like his mother before him.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Mundane, Secretive. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is wearing a tight grey one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his club, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. He wears his silver hair up in a very large beehive style do. His eyes are brown and beady.

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 is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Theobald was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Shy. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.