Description: This tall, slender man wears silk and lounges about seductively. He has a chestnut handlebar mustache and slicked back chestnut hair. He is baby faced.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. 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 Doctor. He has worked as a Doctor like his mother before him.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized tan coat. He wears his brown hair up in a very large beehive style do. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Tailor profession.

History: He was born in the east. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Unemployed work with an outfit from a few towns over. Unemployed work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To be a Tailor again; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Passionate. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty tan coat over it. Sporting a brown mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Passionate, Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with white lining and desert motifs. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His hair, while still mostly auburn, has prominent grey streaks. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Balimaar is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. After a long history of fighting, Balimaar and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and retire the richest man in the north

Ideals: Extrovert, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 2200 sp.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he is wearing a long, white, dusty cloak. His hair, while still mostly golden, has prominent grey streaks. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Kyle's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Human activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Human doctor. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and a strong sense of loyalty to human people

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Racist. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: Just what you see.