Description: He wears a green vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His white leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his green boots flare out at the collars. His hair is cut close to his head. His amber eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Fortune-teller arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Revenge; and many giants want him driven away

Flaws: Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 20000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he wears professional attire. His chestnut hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 300 gp. Solid gold idol (900 gp). 1 Half-Plate.

Description: This man is very fat, and wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty pastel coat over it. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He has a dull look in his brown eyes.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered poetry. Now he works as a poetry tutor during his time off.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist, Logical, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 100 gp. 3 Thunderstones. 4 Holy water.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He keeps his black hair in a flapper bob. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Ruler. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Human companion (his 'brother'). He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Ruler for the past few years.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he's looking for his big break

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He has a missing right arm. 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 a Stetson hat to hide his balding. He has brown eyes.

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. A friendly and beautiful Human, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: Ralf was born the youngest of three triplets. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Ralf took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up nunchaku and armor he uses now. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Nature. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 200 gp.