Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his greatsword with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He has a long white beard with little hanging trinkets. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was raised in a mountains tribe. 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 eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and to clean up the streets

Bonds: Poor, Guardian, Military, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 1600 sp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A 6'3" southern man, he is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He has red hair. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. 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: He's attracted to the PC; and money/treasure

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This man stands a little under 6'6" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He is typically in his Spice Merchant uniform. He wears a deerstalker hat to hide his balding. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Spice Merchant but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His childhood dream was to be a Apothecary, but he was a colossal failure. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 900 sp.

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears silk and lounges about seductively. His silver hair is lengthy. 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 irascible and easily irritated. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: Jocelyn was born with his mother's beautiful face. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a son. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, In love. Occupation: Server

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He stands about 5'11" and wears an entirely grey suit with brown socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His long golden hair reaches down to his waist. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

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 loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the west were limited. After a long history of fighting, Wymar and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.