Description: A moderately attractive man, he tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His white hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Gerald isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. The war was a terrible time for him, and Gerald does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He got into the Ruler business at a young age. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He became a Ruler soon after.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Job. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 14000 sp. 1 Darkwood Buckler. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Banded mail. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: This fat northern man has a bulbous nose and wears an entirely green suit with blue socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His skin is also unnaturally pale. He sports a flattop hair cut. His eyes are violet and catlike.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. 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: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Lewis was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Lewis liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 1000 sp. Black pearl (1100 gp). Fire opal (1200 gp). Chalcedony (40 gp).

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his ceremonial dagger with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His black hair is cut short. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Balimaar was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and he wants to get laid

Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Has a crush. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His chestnut hair is braided into rings. He has a dull look in his brown eyes.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. When Conrad reached his early adolescence his Human mother 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 hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Justice, Extrovert. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Healer

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: An older man who wears just a grey suit, he is not a threatening figure. His golden hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. His eyes are gray and catlike.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 3000 cp.