Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He dresses well, wearing brown shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His hair, while still mostly white, has prominent grey streaks. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the north were limited. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 7000 sp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (700 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (800 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (400 gp).

Description: He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His hair is short and golden. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the south. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Alex took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up greatsword and armor he uses now. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He is greedy; and money/treasure

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant, Job, Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 90 pp. 3 Antitoxin. 4 Smokesticks.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Sculptor arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Clerebold abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. His hair is blonde and curly. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Manfred was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Religious. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Good lock. 1 Climber’s kit.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the north. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Norman grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He was granted psionic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Pacifist, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 300 gp. An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (100 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.