Description: He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His blonde hair is braided into rings. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Dyer arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Everard took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up lance and armor he uses now. 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's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 600 gp. Lapis lazuli (11 gp). Golden yellow topaz (200 gp). Violet garnet (200 gp). Smoky quartz (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he likes to wear ponchos typically of a light green in addition to tight pants. His hair is auburn and curly. His eyes are gray and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 63. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Bellfounder arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He has worked as a Bellfounder like his father before him.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Slave, Rich, Job. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 15000 sp. An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (40 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (400 gp). Gold music box (1000 gp). 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.

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 dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His brown eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Gomory 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. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Priest but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was born in the east. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Extrovert, Pacifist, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 300 gp. Coral (40 gp). 3 Acid flasks. 2 Holy water. 3 Antitoxin.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Baker. He has styled his golden hair well, parting it to the left. He has a dull look in his violet eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He bought a bow and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he is greedy

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Shy, Racist, Insomniac. Bonds: Nature, Rich. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This younger middle-aged man wears dark leathers with embroidery, and a wedding ring on his left hand. His silver hair has been sun bleached extensively. His violet eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He uses divination through singing.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. Some 7 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Don never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Persistence, Gifted. Bonds: In love, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 200 gp. 2 Tanglefoot bags. 4 Alchemist’s fire.