Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'11" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He wears a colorful flower in his black hair. His eyes are likewise brown.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Born to a Junk Dealer, his mother struggled to pay the bills. 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. Patrick took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up ceremonial dagger and armor he uses now. He was granted divine powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 100 gp. Malachite (15 gp). Silver pearl (130 gp). Tourmaline (130 gp).

Description: He wears green leather gloves, a green jacket, and tight pants. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He wears a small hat to hide his balding. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Drogo is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Gifted from a young age, Drogo studied abroad. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: With red face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears pastel trousers with black and red striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His hair is golden and curly. He has several tiny ruby earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. Some 2 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Rolf never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is greedy

Flaws: Antagonistic, Hedonist, Disease. Bonds: Rich, In love. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 200 gp. Sard (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is lean but muscular and prefers to wear red clothing when he does not wear armor. His black hair is thinning but still full. This blue eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Simon embodies much of what other species detest in the Humans. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Job, Guardian. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with feathered hat. He has done his best to style his auburn hair to look like a famous performer. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.