Description: A 5'10" western man, he wears white leather gloves, a white jacket, and tight pants. His moppish black hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His eyes are hazel and beady.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Gilbert lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His parents were killed by drow in a raid when he was still a young child. The drow captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to drow demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Fortune-teller and was forced into it by his family.

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Family. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 200 gp. Rock crystal (30 gp). Jet (120 gp). Aquamarine (900 gp).

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 6'0". He wears a yellow vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His red leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his yellow boots flare out at the collars, and his gloved hand is found clutching a quarterstaff. His white hair is thinning but still full. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Stylist arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Guy was born on a far southern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Stylist. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Flaws: Antagonistic, Forgetful. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His long blonde hair reaches down to his waist. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Flaws: Addict, Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He prefers to wear green pants and tee shirts. His tied-back hair is blonde. His gray eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Performer. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. He tends to his Performer job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and to unite with his brother

Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Family, Religious. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with violet colored cloaks and clothing. His long silver hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Butcher. The war was a terrible time for him, and Drogo does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Butcher.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: Just what you see.