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 hair is long and white with streaks of silver, and is pulled back with small tan clips. His beard is silver, braided, and well cared for. His eyes are green.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Anselm fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Impeccable, Professionalism. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 130 pp. Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (600 gp).

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His long black hair reaches down to his waist. His half smiles and hazel eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

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. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He was taken from his home at a very young age. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

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

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 2000 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He wears a grey coat over a brown low-cut shirt, and a wide-brimmed hat upon his head, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'3" when asserting himself. His white hair is long and unkept. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are amber.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 1200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He prefers to wear violet pants and tee shirts. He has moderate length red hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Geoffrey was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. In his 19th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Geoffrey was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: Revenge; and someone believes him a fraud

Flaws: Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He wears a colorful flower in his white hair. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He has all his life been fascinated with music.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Masseuse work with an outfit from a few towns over. Masseuse work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Job. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 8000 sp. Citrine (70 gp). Red-brown spinel (80 gp). Rose (70 gp). Freshwater pearl (12 gp). 1 Minor magic item.