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 blonde hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He has several tiny opal earrings on each ear.

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 tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Miles fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with small hat. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His hair is short and red. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

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 a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. 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.

Flaws: Insane, Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Military. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 16000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is lean but muscular and prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His long silver hair reaches down to his waist. He has gleaming, smiling violet eyes.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a tattered pair of loose blue pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He sports a long white beard, and similarly colored long hair. His ears are large.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His parents enrolled him in a Barbarian school at a young age so that he could practice his arcane talents. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Cartwright; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Emotional. Bonds: Poor, Slave. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 300 gp. Star rose quartz (30 gp). Azurite (10 gp).

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a violet vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His white leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his violet boots flare out at the collars. His long black hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. 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 swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: When he was but 5 years old his parents immigrated from the east. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear.

Ideals: Athletic, Passionate. Flaws: Insomniac, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 500 gp. Carnelian (70 gp).