Description: This man wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized brown coat, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He wears his auburn hair up. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. 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: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Dilettante hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Impeccable, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 300 gp. Chrysoberyl (130 gp). Lapis lazuli (6 gp). Chrysoprase (20 gp). Red-brown spinel (130 gp).

Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He is renowned for his bright black suits and hats. His golden hair is lengthy. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

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. 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: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Guard work with an outfit from a few towns over. Guard work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Fighting. Bonds: Nature, Rich, Job. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 1000 pp. Chalcedony (20 gp). Citrine (20 gp). Lapis lazuli (16 gp). Silver pearl (90 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of magic around his neck, and a flail on his belt. His auburn hair is long and unkept. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. 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. After a long history of fighting, Thervan and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Hedonist, Disease. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 2100 gp. Jet (120 gp). Eye agate (8 gp). Azurite (8 gp).

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His hair is golden, silky, and of moderate length. His amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Disease, Addict. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He wears dull blue sweaters, loose grey pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed dagger, just in case, marred by teas. His hair is cut close to his head. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. 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, Mindartis is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He has had some formal dancing training, and achieved minor success. He bought a dagger and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister

Ideals: Joker, Justice, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 1900 gp. Deep blue spinel (400 gp).