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 has a large tan mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his red robe. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He has violet eyes and a tan hat with a red feather.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

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. 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 Baker. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Sensitive, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His brown hair is cut short. He has gray eyes.

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. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing writing.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his father. A serious injury left his father unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm father. He has never given up on his writing dream.

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 retire the richest man in the east

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Debt. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Buckler.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a yellow vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His blue leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his yellow boots flare out at the collars. He has styled his black hair well, parting it to the left. His eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. He has had some formal writing training, and achieved minor success. Being a Dyer kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Bullseye lantern. 1 Bullseye lantern. 1 Magnifying glass.

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He wears his blonde hair up. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He uses divination through singing.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. When Dustin reached his early adolescence his Human mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 19000 cp. Red-brown spinel (120 gp). Chrysoberyl (120 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

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 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. He keeps his long chestnut hair kept up in a rat tail. He has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving Drogo is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his sisters into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Drogo was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well.

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Adventurer, Family, Mentor. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 60 pp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.