Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he wears a green small hat and green clothes. His chestnut hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gray eyes.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. 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: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. 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: Money/treasure; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Logical, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He wears his blonde hair down. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady hazel eyes.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Adam grew up listening to his father's many stories. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Adam took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up greatsword and armor he uses now. He has dedicated himself to building a better village for his children.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: Freshwater pearl (15 gp).

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His hair is silver, silky, and of moderate length. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when brigands swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and he desires to right it

Flaws: Disease, Shy, Forgetful. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 40 pp.

Description: He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a grey coat, and carries scythes. His auburn hair is thinning but still full. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Theobald is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Theobald was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. After a long history of fighting, Theobald and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 11000 cp. Tourmaline (150 gp). Moss agate (10 gp).

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His black hair is cut short. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Laborer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others.

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Banded mail.