Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears a worn and beaten armor. He has moderate length chestnut hair. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Halimath was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Slave. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Squeaky

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

Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His hair is short and golden. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Barkeep born in the past three hundred years. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Roofer profession.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. 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: He's attracted to the PC; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Bonds: Job, Poor, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: With brown face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a white armored body suit, with a simple black line shooting up and back down. His red hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He works hard and plays hard.

History: When he was but 4 years old his parents immigrated from the west. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 200 gp. Alexandrite (800 gp). Violet garnet (800 gp). Golden yellow topaz (800 gp). Moss agate (6 gp).

Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a tattered pair of loose violet pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: Born to a Farmer, his mother struggled to pay the bills. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Elven doctor. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and elven compassion

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Racist. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 1100 gp. Red garnet (60 gp). Citrine (50 gp).

Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He has a large pastel mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his grey robe. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His silver hair is still thick. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Thervan was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Thervan was born on a far northern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Baker. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Baker.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and to be a apothecary again

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 300 gp.