Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His hair, while still mostly white, has prominent grey streaks. His eyes are brown and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the south were limited. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Immigrant. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a violet tunic with red highlights, and long black pants that bunch up around his shoes. His blonde hair and beard is wavy and long. His eyes are a pleasant brown.

Personality: He hates Humans with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. 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. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Percival fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Racist, Insane. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 800 gp. Eye agate (11 gp). Azurite (11 gp). Blue sapphire (1100 gp). Silver pearl (160 gp). Citrine (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He prefers to wear flannel. His silver hair and beard is wavy and long. His eyes are blue and beady.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Ralf was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Aristocrat, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Aristocrat in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Ralf abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Religious, Adventurer. Occupation: Spy

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 600 gp. Rock crystal (70 gp). Violet garnet (400 gp). Carnelian (70 gp).

Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He prefers to wear black pants and tee shirts. His black hair is matted, messy, and big. 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 unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was born in a small island village. 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. Patrick took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up scythe and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 3 Acid flasks. 1 Everburning torch. 3 Antitoxin.

Description: This late middle aged man wears baggy blue pantaloons and a black scarf and is in decent physical shape. His red hair has been sun bleached extensively. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his violet eyes.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: Just what you see.