Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He tends to wear a black poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt, marred by chocolates. He wears his brown hair up. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. 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, Manfred is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Justice, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Insane. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 5000 sp. Fire opal (1100 gp).

Description: He dresses well, wearing brown shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He carries a battered falchion and tarnished ceremonial dagger as well. His hair is cut close to his head. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his blue eyes.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He takes great joy in being the best Stylist in town.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Stylist hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Stylist for the past few years.

Motivation: Expand his business; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Poor. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he is renowned for his bright white suits and hats. He has dyed his greying brown hair a little too much giving a sharp brown color. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He is a great chef.

History: Born to a Mayor, his father struggled to pay the bills. Ostracized due to the divine powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Impulsive, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 300 gp. Malachite (16 gp). Amber (90 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears bulky white painted plate armor. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his shield, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a clover on it. He keeps his long silver hair kept up in a rat tail. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Simon was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. Like his father and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Armorer. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Armorer for the past few years.

Motivation: Many giants want him driven away; and balancing his hectic life and new armorer responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Bonds: Poor, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 300 gp. Banded agate (7 gp). Rhodochrosite (7 gp). Chrysoberyl (40 gp).

Description: This late middle aged man prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs and is in decent physical shape. He wears a colorful flower in his golden hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the north were limited. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 46000 sp. Eye agate (7 gp). 1 Silver holy symbol. 1 Masterwork Thieves’ tools. 1 Silk rope.