Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He is an epitome of beauty. His moppish blonde hair is in a traditional bowl cut. This gray eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father 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 guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Cook responsibilities is difficult; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Antagonistic, Impulsive, Secretive. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Job. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 40 pp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: 6'6" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He wears a Stetson hat to cover his moderate length silver hair. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Dean was born with his mother's beautiful face. Through the years after Dean was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Dean's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 400 gp. Hematite (13 gp). Freshwater pearl (13 gp). Amethyst (160 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'6" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears tattered old clothes. His blonde hair has been sun bleached extensively. He is baby faced.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Patrick will drive conversation. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. While he appears to be a normal Human, 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. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north.

Ideals: Extrovert, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Insane. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 2500 sp.

Description: He prefers to wear tan clothing when he does not wear armor. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His brown hair, when down, is lengthy. This gray eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Slave Trader. He became a Slave Trader soon after.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his quarterstaff with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His golden hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Manfred's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He uses divination through singing.

History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Manfred abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. During his travels, Manfred and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Manfred discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Manfred fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 100 gp.