Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is dark but he possesses many black ritualistic tattoos. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His moppish golden hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Lewis hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Banker and was forced into it by his family; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: Sard (30 gp). Citrine (30 gp). Fire opal (600 gp). 1 Masterwork Artisan’s tools.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He wears baggy grey pantaloons and a brown scarf, marred by beers. His tied-back hair is blonde. He wears large thick round spectacles.

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 is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. His parents enrolled him in a Fighter school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Nature. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 300 gp. Silver pearl (160 gp). Sard (60 gp). Chrysoberyl (160 gp). Brown-green garnet (160 gp).

Description: 5'6" and muscular, this northern man wears red trousers with pastel and green striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He has shaved his head bald. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He was granted martial powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he is content

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 400 gp. Azurite (6 gp).

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He is wearing a tight tan one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He has brown hair. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Mercenary arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Guardian, Immigrant, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This slender man stands about 6'2". He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He wears his blonde hair up. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was born into a rich family. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Insomniac, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: Hematite (5 gp). Jet (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item.