Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he wears dull brown sweaters, loose pastel pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed greataxe, just in case. He has a chestnut handlebar mustache and slicked back chestnut hair. His gray eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son; and money/treasure

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Family. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Masterwork Heavy wooden shield.

Description: He is dressed in an above average manner. He is physically well-built. His hair is brown, silky, and of moderate length. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are brown.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Human culture. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Human activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Human doctor. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Wymar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Human people; and human compassion

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Racist, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His red hair has been sun bleached extensively. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Geoffrey has worked very hard to control his curse. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Disciplined, Logical. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He dresses in blue turtlenecks beneath a pastel coat with violet slacks. His blonde hair is matted, messy, and big. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 37000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He has a white handlebar mustache and slicked back white hair. His hazel eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. 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 to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He worked as a nervous Gardener and found it very stressful. 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: Expand his business; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Persistence, Philantrophist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 400 gp.