Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He has several tiny aquamarine earrings on each ear.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. 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. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Flaws: Cynical, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears long strands of sapphire and short white dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He is an epitome of beauty. His white hair is cut short. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with writing. He constantly tries to fill his life with writing. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Clerebold was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Layabout work with an outfit from a few towns over. Layabout work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has achieved small success as a Layabout.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Job. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A 6'3" northern man, he wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His deerstalker hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His ears are large.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Opinionated, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This western man is abnormally tall. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a tan suit, white shirt, and blue tie. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. His parents enrolled him in a Fighter school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found.

Ideals: Persistence, Gifted. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor, Slave. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He is wearing a tight blue one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape, marred by teas. His red hair is still thick. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Gifted, Entrepeneur, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork Thieves’ tools. 1 Climber’s kit.