Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing brown cape and mantle trimmed with soft violet waves gently in the breeze. His chestnut hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. 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: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. 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: Money/treasure; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a tattered pair of loose blue pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His blonde hair is braided into rings. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. A true patriot, Gomory would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. When Gomory 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 hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Military, Religious. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time, marred by sweets. He sports a flattop hair cut. He has a dull look in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: Kyle hails from a village terrorized by orcs. 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. After a long history of fighting, Kyle and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he wants revenge against orcs

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Military, Enemies. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment, 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 red hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. His amber eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Jocelyn was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Aristocrat, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Aristocrat in service of a powerful lord somewhere. A freak accident while working with his Sage father left him crippled. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature rapier.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Joker. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with violet colored cloaks and clothing. He keeps his long golden hair kept up in a rat tail. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is mildly Human supremacist, though he does not identify as such. 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: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Hugh fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: A deep hatred of gnolls; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Racist, Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.