Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His hair is short and auburn. His skin is flawless and his violet eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: Born in the west to a Mercenary, Hugh learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He became a Mercenary soon after.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Philantrophist, Persistence. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Guardian. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His chestnut hair is smooth and relatively long. His eyes are violet and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He was born into a rich family. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is greedy

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, PTSD, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 500 gp. Embroidered and bejeweled glove (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a brown shirt, with a pastel mid length shorts with pastel tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He has shaved his head bald. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

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. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. His druidic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He bought a longsword and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Expand his business; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination, marred by beers. His black hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. 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. Trey took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sword 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: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 80 pp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His white hair is heavily combed to the left. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Nature, Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 100 gp. Rhodochrosite (4 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (900 gp). Rhodochrosite (4 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.