Description: He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman, and carries sais. His long red hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His gray eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Humans in Anselm's homeland. Anselm decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. 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. Anselm fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Logical. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 7000 sp. Sapphire pendant on gold chain (1100 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (40 gp). A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (70 gp).

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His long black hair reaches down to his waist. His half smiles and hazel eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He was taken from his home at a very young age. 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 is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 2000 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He wears a grey coat over a brown low-cut shirt, and a wide-brimmed hat upon his head, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'3" when asserting himself. His white hair is long and unkept. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are amber.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 1200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He prefers to wear violet pants and tee shirts. He has moderate length red hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Geoffrey was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. In his 19th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Geoffrey was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: Revenge; and someone believes him a fraud

Flaws: Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He wears a colorful flower in his white hair. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He has all his life been fascinated with music.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Masseuse work with an outfit from a few towns over. Masseuse work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Job. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 8000 sp. Citrine (70 gp). Red-brown spinel (80 gp). Rose (70 gp). Freshwater pearl (12 gp). 1 Minor magic item.