Description: He wears silk and lounges about seductively. He carries a battered club and tarnished whip as well. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide his balding. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Charles was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. In his 20th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father 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. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Charles fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others.

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Insomniac, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 2600 sp.

Description: He dresses well, wearing violet shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He has a long golden beard with little hanging trinkets. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Mercenary arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

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

Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 13000 cp. Hematite (7 gp).

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His black hair is singed and shortened. His eyes are gray and beady.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Passionate, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Job. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 16000 cp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'3" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He tends to wear a tan poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His brown hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. His amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Everard hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his dancing career. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He was born in a small desert village. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of freemasons.

Motivation: A deep hatred of dire rats; and he wants revenge against dire rats

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Nature, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a grey shirt with thin white vertical stripes and green pants. His head has been shaved. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Human culture. 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 father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Wymar reached his early adolescence his Human father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Human people.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 1000 gp. White pearl (140 gp). Fire opal (700 gp).