Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with white lining and desert motifs, marred by beers. He wears his auburn hair up in a very large beehive style do. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He works hard and plays hard.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Hedonist. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears black leather gloves, a black jacket, and tight pants. He carries a battered mace and tarnished dagger as well. His chestnut hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He is a Lamia in disguise. 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 was granted psionic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted, Artistic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He wears a brown shirt, with a black mid length shorts with black tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His auburn hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Jeweler born in the past three hundred years. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Bricklayer profession.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Jeweler work with an outfit from a few towns over. Jeweler work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Bricklayer they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Jeweler, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: He's in love; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Job, Family, Has a crush. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 800 gp. Moss agate (9 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. With a patchy brown beard and wild brown hair. He has green eyes.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Body Guard arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Shy, Insomniac. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He sports a long brown beard, and similarly colored long hair. His brown eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing writing.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Dustin was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. A gifted student he started as a Miner, but he got bored and became a Weaver. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Weaver.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Gifted, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 500 gp.