Description: He is an average looking eastern male in his early mid-life. He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. With a patchy brown beard and wild brown hair. His eyes are gray and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Frederick took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up shield and armor he uses now. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 1700 sp. Moonstone (20 gp). Aquamarine (600 gp). Deep blue spinel (600 gp).

Description: He dresses well, wearing grey shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. With a patchy silver beard and wild silver hair. His eyes are likewise green.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He uses divination through singing.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He was granted druidic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 1800 sp. Obsidian (9 gp). Rose (60 gp).

Description: He is a mite stocky and is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His hair is silver and very short. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Shoemaker. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Shoemaker arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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. Anselm took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up warhammer and armor he uses now. He's also a talented Butcher, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Job, Rich, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Masterwork Light wooden shield.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He dresses like a well dressed Doctor does. He is an epitome of beauty. His blonde hair, when down, is lengthy. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was born at the edge of vast forest. 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 Doctor. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Antagonistic, Hedonist. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a yellow vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His blue leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his yellow boots flare out at the collars. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. He keeps his auburn hair in a pixie cut. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. 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: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Logical, Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 400 gp.