Description: He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Merchant, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'9" when asserting himself. His wide-brimmed hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Theodoric was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. Through the years after Theodoric was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Theodoric's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and marry his sister to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Antagonistic. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 20 pp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His golden hair is heavily combed to the right. He has gleaming, smiling blue eyes.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Lewis was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Commoner, 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 Commoner in service of a powerful lord somewhere. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Gardener hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter; and he desires power and/or immortality

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Family. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 300 gp. Deep blue spinel (300 gp).

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 6'3". He wears an entirely grey suit with brown socks and a vest with buckled shoes, and his gloved hand is found clutching a kukri. His brown hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is a Layabout first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.

History: Don was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Barbarian, 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 Barbarian in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Human companion (his 'brother'). In the meantime he has taken over work as a Layabout and occasionally as a mercenary.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and doesn't want to be a layabout and was forced into it by his family

Bonds: Job, Family, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 4000 sp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing grey cape and mantle trimmed with soft black waves gently in the breeze. His auburn hair, when down, is lengthy. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his green eyes.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. 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 was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and money/treasure

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 200 gp. Golden yellow topaz (900 gp).

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He wears dull blue sweaters, loose tan pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed whip, just in case. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His moppish auburn hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His eyes are brown and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Shane fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Addict, Depressed. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 1700 sp.