Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He has a silver handlebar mustache and slicked back silver hair. He has a dull look in his brown eyes.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Weaver arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. 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. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 7000 cp.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his sai with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His golden hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His eyes are a pleasant blue.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He is a great chef.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Roland took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up sai and armor he uses now. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Nature, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 2700 sp. Obsidian (14 gp). 1 Half-Plate.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized blue coat. His white hair is singed and shortened. His gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Randal is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Depressed. Occupation: Server

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 200 gp. 4 Acid flasks. 3 Smokesticks. 1 Everburning torch.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His chestnut hair is unkempt and raggedy. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with writing. He constantly tries to fill his life with writing. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. After coming to the age of reason, Hubert took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: Peridot (50 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He has a missing left arm. He wears tattered old clothes. His silver hair is still thick. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He has all his life been fascinated with singing.

History: A child with a great deal of singing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the south were limited. He has never given up on his singing dream.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Immigrant. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 10 pp.