Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a grey coat. He has moderate length chestnut hair. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Roland was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and he wants to get laid

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He wears an entirely grey suit with pastel socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly hand crossbows and nunchakus. He has no hair. His blue eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was born in the east. Lance was born on a far eastern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Baker. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Lance fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 3200 sp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 6'3". He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his sickle with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt, and his gloved hand is found clutching a sickle. His silver hair is unkempt and raggedy. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Lewis was orphaned to a temple shortly after his birth. He was raised by the temple staff to care always for others above himself and to hold his god always in his heart. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 50 pp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he has the majority of his body covered in plate. His brown hair is unkempt and raggedy. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: This man loves music and to teach people music more than just about anything. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. After coming to the age of reason, Hubert took it upon himself to study the psionic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He has never given up on his music dream.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 7000 cp.

Description: An older man who wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with pastel colored cloaks and clothing, he is not a threatening figure. He has no hair. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Engraver. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Engraver. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Engraver for the past few years.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and to be a mercenary again

Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 11000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.