Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His hair is blonde and curly. His blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. In his 10th year, his parents were killed by a brigands raid, leaving Mindartis alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. 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; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 130 pp. Chrysoprase (40 gp). Obsidian (16 gp). Smoky quartz (40 gp). Azurite (16 gp). Chalcedony (40 gp).

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a black suit, red shirt, and grey tie. His chestnut hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. This green eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when orcs swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Addict. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 400 gp. Freshwater pearl (13 gp). Lapis lazuli (13 gp). Red-brown spinel (160 gp). Alexandrite (900 gp).

Description: He wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a sickle, but if one is not available he will default to his greataxe. He is physically well-built. His white hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered poetry. Some 5 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Thamior never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: In love, Religious. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 1900 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He has shaved his head bald. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

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. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: He was born in the east. Vanuath abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: To protect his home; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Immigrant, Adventurer, Guardian. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: Golden yellow topaz (1600 gp). Golden pearl (150 gp). Moonstone (20 gp). Aquamarine (1600 gp). Onyx (20 gp). Jade (150 gp). Coral (150 gp). Banded agate (7 gp). Moonstone (20 gp). Zircon (20 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is an average looking eastern male in his early mid-life. He prefers to wear flannel. His white hair is lengthy. He has violet eyes.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. Heian was born on a far eastern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Dyer. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: Just what you see.