Description: A middle-aged man, he wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a kukri, but if one is not available he will default to his flail, and is pretty ugly. His head has been shaved. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Adam is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Adam grew up listening to his father's many stories. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is well dressed, constantly wearing a pastel suit, violet shirt, and black tie. He sports a flattop hair cut. He has amber eyes and a pastel hat with a violet feather.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Wymar took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up longbow and armor he uses now. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body, and he perpetually has his morningstar ready. He has golden hair. His brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

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. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His childhood dream was to be a Painter, but he was a colossal failure. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Dilettante for the past few years.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Cynical. Bonds: Job, Slave. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 12000 cp.

Description: He wears grey robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a morningstar, but if one is not available he will default to his halberd. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His brown hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: Percival was raised in a hard working conservative environment. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Engraver. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Percival was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Engraver responsibilities is difficult; and he has money and likes to spend it

Bonds: Attractive, Job, Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (2100 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (30 gp). Gold music box (2000 gp). Gold music box (2000 gp).

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He very much looks the part of a Crown-heir. Sporting a golden mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister; and balancing his hectic life and new crown-heir responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Logical, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Rich, Family. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.