Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he wears a worn and beaten armor. He sports a long brown beard, and similarly colored long hair. His blue eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. 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: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Disciplined, Logical. Bonds: Military, Rich, Religious. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is light but he possesses many violet ritualistic tattoos. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His golden hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: A child with a great deal of writing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Gifted, Artistic. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 200 gp. Silver ewer (40 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (300 gp). A life-sized copper and silver statuette of a cockatrice. (40 gp).

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 6'0" and is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His golden hair is braided into rings. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

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. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his mother. A freak accident while working with his Laborer mother left him crippled. After a long history of fighting, Clerebold and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his longsword with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. With a patchy silver beard and wild silver hair. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Tim took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up longsword and armor he uses now. He became a Miller soon after.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Poor, Nature, Religious. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He dresses in grey turtlenecks beneath a brown coat with blue slacks. His hair is red and curly. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

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 has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Ostracized due to the arcane powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and wants a kiss

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 1300 sp.