Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears silk and lounges about seductively. He is an epitome of beauty. His black hair is smooth and relatively long. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He works hard and plays hard.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. Recently the stress of being a Bookbinder has made it difficult for him to sleep.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Flaws: Insomniac, Hedonist, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 200 gp. Pink pearl (70 gp). Rock crystal (40 gp).

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he usually wears his black robe and has his glaive always slung over his shoulder. With bright golden hair and a scraggly beard. He is baby faced.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Through the years after Drogo was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Drogo's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Impulsive, Antagonistic. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 1000 sp.

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 wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His red hair is cut short. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. 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, Hugh is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Hugh lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Hugh took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up nunchaku and armor he uses now. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Family, Nature. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This late middle aged man is wearing a tight violet one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape and is in decent physical shape. He wears a colorful flower in his golden hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

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. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He was granted martial powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he is content

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Cynical, Selfish. Bonds: Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 400 gp. Chrysoberyl (40 gp). Black star sapphire (1400 gp). Smoky quartz (30 gp).

Description: He wears grey leather gloves, a grey jacket, and tight pants. He carries a battered sword and tarnished hammer as well. His chestnut hair is smooth and relatively long. His ears are large.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He has all his life been fascinated with poetry.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 2800 sp. Citrine (50 gp). Star ruby (400 gp). 1 Banded mail. 1 Half-Plate.