Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a blue suit, black shirt, and tan tie. His silver hair is knotted and matted. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines amber.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered north to less war torn lands. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is greedy

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a husky man, who does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His tied-back hair is auburn. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. Now he works as a poetry tutor during his time off.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Artistic, Logical. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 2000 sp. Eye agate (13 gp). Rich purple corundum (1100 gp). Malachite (13 gp).

Description: With red face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears tattered old clothes. His golden hair is unkempt and raggedy. He has a dull look in his green eyes.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He has all his life been fascinated with painting.

History: He is a Succubi in disguise. Through the years after Everard was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Everard's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he is wearing a long, brown, dusty cloak. His red hair, when down, is lengthy. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He hates Humans with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was born into a rich family. After coming to the age of reason, Lance took it upon himself to study the arcane arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and a strong sense of loyalty to human people

Ideals: Gifted, Impeccable. Flaws: Racist, Addict. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His hair is chestnut and very short. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

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. In his 16th 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. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Fortune-teller for the past few years.

Motivation: To be a Sellsword again.

Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 300 gp.