Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears dull blue sweaters, loose black pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed nunchaku, just in case. He has blonde hair. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Lewis was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Fighter, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Fighter in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Athletic, Professionalism. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 100 gp. Alexandrite (600 gp). Lapis lazuli (16 gp). Chalcedony (60 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing green cape and mantle trimmed with soft yellow waves gently in the breeze. He is an epitome of beauty. He has shaved his head bald. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. 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: Money/treasure; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 2600 sp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a tan tunic with brown highlights, and long black pants that bunch up around his shoes. His silver hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. His amber 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. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Athletic, Entrepeneur, Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Slave. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a brown shirt with thin grey vertical stripes and violet pants. His white hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is light but he possesses many grey ritualistic tattoos. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with top hat. He has no hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

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 is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Through the years after Percival was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Percival's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Antagonistic, Selfish, Mundane. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 100 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (400 gp). Carved bone or ivory statuette (50 gp).