Description: This man is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized topaz on his left hand. His moppish golden hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 10. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Rolf was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. 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 is greedy.

Flaws: Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Mentor, Attractive. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 6000 sp.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he tends to wear a large green jacket. His auburn hair has been sun bleached extensively. He has several tiny topaz earrings on each ear.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Human conditions. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Logical, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 6000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 6'3". He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle, and his gloved hand is found clutching a mace. His red hair is heavily combed to the left. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Dilettante arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Disease, Secretive. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 20000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is a mite stocky and is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing brown cape and mantle trimmed with soft red waves gently in the breeze. He has a long silver beard with little hanging trinkets. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

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 is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He was granted arcane powers by his dying sister.

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

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Cynical, PTSD. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 23000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This dark-skinned male prefers to wear tan pants and tee shirts. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. He has a brown handlebar mustache and slicked back brown hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

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 is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Guy hails from a village terrorized by giants. Being born in the east, 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 east 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 north. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: A deep hatred of giants; and he is content

Flaws: Cynical, Forgetful, Mundane. Bonds: Enemies, Family. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 1400 gp. Banded agate (14 gp). Lapis lazuli (14 gp). Smoky quartz (70 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1200 gp).