Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he dresses well, wearing pastel shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He has a very tight haircut. He has several tiny amethyst earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. 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: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. 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's repulsed by the PC; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Server

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 2900 sp. Jasper (80 gp). Brown-green garnet (60 gp).

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Performer. He has a very tight haircut. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

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 afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Drogo lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Being born in the east, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the east for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Performer responsibilities is difficult; and to unite with his sister

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Family, In love, Job. Occupation: Performer

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 500 sp. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: This malnourished man wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty brown coat over it. His tied-back hair is red. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Navigator born in the past three hundred years. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. His arcane abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Navigator for hire.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 300 gp. Chrysoberyl (100 gp). 1 Darkwood Shield.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears just a yellow suit. His tied-back hair is white. His ears are large.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Balimaar was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He has worked as a Layabout like his father before him.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 2800 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

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.