Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is dark but he possesses many white ritualistic tattoos. He wears a green vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His white leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his green boots flare out at the collars. He sports a flattop hair cut. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He got into the Soapmaker business at a young age. 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 Soapmaker. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears an entirely pastel suit with white socks and a vest with buckled shoes. Sporting a silver mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Drogo 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 adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Human companion (his 'brother'). He has dedicated himself to building a better kind of golem.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Debt. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: This dark-skinned male is wearing a long, green cloak. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. He sports a flattop hair cut. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: While he is on the job, he is grim and serious. He understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Gomory was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Addict, Depressed. Bonds: Criminal record, Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He tends to wear a large tan jacket. His blonde hair is smooth and relatively long. His eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Rolf is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist, Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave, In love. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he wears a black cloak and cross-gartered brown stockings. His auburn hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. A gifted student he started as a Glassblower, but he got bored and became a Apothecary. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Apothecary for the past few years.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to be a glassblower again

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Poor. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Magnifying glass. 1 Hourglass. 1 Masterwork Thieves’ tools.