Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His golden hair is long and unkept. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Reynard's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He disdains his fellow easterners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Humans in Reynard's homeland. Reynard decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 90 pp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He is typically in his Mortician uniform. His chestnut hair is thinning but still full. This hazel eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Mortician work with an outfit from a few towns over. Mortician work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Mortician for the past few years.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and expand his business

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He wears a violet shirt with thin grey vertical stripes and red pants. He is physically well-built. His golden hair is thinning but still full. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He's also a talented Sellsword, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Passionate, Logical, Fighting. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His blonde hair has been sun bleached extensively. His eyes are likewise amber.

Personality: Wymar is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered north to less war torn lands. He has dedicated himself to building a better village for his children.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Flaws: Depressed, Fearful, Ugly, PTSD. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 43000 sp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His hair is cut close to his head. He has green eyes.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. At a young age his father died while driving off some gnolls. His mother being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in shortbow use. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to gnolls demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Revenge; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by gnolls, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 300 gp.