Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty grey coat over it, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'0" when asserting himself. His auburn hair is knotted and matted. His eyes are hazel.

Personality: Nim hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his dancing career. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when dire rats swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He has had some formal dancing training, and achieved minor success. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Revenge; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Artistic, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 1200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His golden hair is still thick. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Stylist. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Stylist for the past few years.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Rich, Job, Family, Military, Slave. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 4000 gp. Red spinel (140 gp). Obsidian (16 gp). Blue-white diamond (8000 gp). Alexandrite (1100 gp). Red spinel (140 gp). Onyx (70 gp). Rhodochrosite (16 gp). Malachite (16 gp). Tourmaline (140 gp). Hematite (16 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he dresses like a well dressed Brewer does. He has done his best to style his red hair to look like a famous performer. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Born to a Cook, his mother struggled to pay the bills. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Brewer. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Cook they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Brewer, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother; and doesn't want to be a brewer and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Job, Family, Poor. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 800 gp. Jasper (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He likes to wear brown tank tops with black pants. His long chestnut hair reaches down to his waist. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He uses divination through singing.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Korfel fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle.

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 2100 gp. Obsidian (15 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

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 baggy white pantaloons and a tan scarf. He has shaved his head bald. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. During his travels, Uthemar and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Uthemar discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Uthemar fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, In love. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 2000 gp. Rock crystal (60 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (12 gp). Black opal (400 gp). Deep blue spinel (1200 gp). Red-brown spinel (70 gp). Peridot (60 gp). Chrysoberyl (70 gp). Carnelian (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item.