Description: He is dressed in an above average manner. He carries a battered mace and tarnished sickle as well. His hair is cut close to his head. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was born in the east. 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. Lance fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'6" when asserting himself. He keeps his long white hair kept up in a rat tail. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Military, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 47000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a blue costume with the symbols of death on his torso. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His hair is chestnut and curly. His fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his mother. After coming to the age of reason, Frederick took it upon himself to study the psionic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature shield.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Gifted, Impeccable. Bonds: In love, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He is an epitome of beauty. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: This man loves writing and to teach people writing more than just about anything. He is an amazing painter.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. He has had some formal writing training, and achieved minor success. He was granted psionic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: Old masterpiece painting (2400 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His long white hair reaches down to his waist. His skin is flawless and his violet eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Roland fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Forgetful. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 23000 sp.