Description: He stands about 5'6" and typically wears brown cloth garments or leather armor. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His auburn hair and beard is wavy and long. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with poetry. He constantly tries to fill his life with poetry. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered north to less war torn lands. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north; and he wants revenge against giants

Ideals: Artistic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Selfish, PTSD. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 60 pp. Sard (60 gp). Chrysoprase (60 gp). Sardonyx (60 gp).

Description: He is in excellent shape and is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He has a very tight haircut. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. 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; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 400 gp. Sard (70 gp). Silver pearl (60 gp). Lapis lazuli (14 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He wears a grey collared shirt and red pants. He accessorizes with a brown scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt, marred by sweets. His Stetson hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Balimaar was raised in a hard working conservative environment. When Balimaar reached his early adolescence his Human father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He came across an abandoned tomb where he found a relic that called out to him. After picking it up he was cursed by lycanthropy.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and to reunite with his old friends

Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Military. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. His moppish blonde hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His gray eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. 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. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Mentor. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 500 gp. Citrine (80 gp). White pearl (40 gp). Chrysoprase (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His tied-back hair is golden. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson brown hat.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Armorer arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. 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: Retire the richest man in the south; and he is greedy

Ideals: Opinionated, Joker, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Musical instrument. 1 Magnifying glass.