Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His chestnut hair is heavily combed to the left. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: The child of a Unemployed, who enjoyed hunting, Hugh was taken on many hunting expeditions. 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 Sailor. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Sailor for the past few years.

Motivation: To unite with his sister; and to reunite with his absent mother

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Job, Family. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 600 gp. Red spinel (70 gp). Aquamarine (300 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (11 gp).

Description: This late middle aged man wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a violet coat and is in decent physical shape. His brown hair is knotted and matted. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: Raymond hails from a village terrorized by goblins. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to goblins demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he is greedy

Flaws: Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Mentor, Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he typically wears black cloth garments or leather armor. He has done his best to style his silver hair to look like a famous performer. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. 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. 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, Insane. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 200 gp. Brown-green garnet (50 gp). Sard (30 gp). Blue star sapphire (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. He wears his golden hair up. His brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Balimaar was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is greedy

Flaws: Disease, Lazy. Bonds: Rich, Mentor, Military. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 400 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 is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His hair is long and brown with streaks of white, and is pulled back with small white clips. His beard is white, braided, and well cared for. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of brigands may trigger it at times.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. Clerebold was born on a far northern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Fortune-teller. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and many brigands want him driven away

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Sensitive, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 200 gp.