Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a pastel vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His blue leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his pastel boots flare out at the collars. His brown hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Aramil took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up halberd and armor he uses now. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 260 pp.

Description: He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with black colored cloaks and clothing, and he perpetually has his scimitar ready. He is bald on top and has large black tufts of hair around his ears. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Through the years after Vanuath was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Vanuath's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Vanuath fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is content

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 800 pp. Coral (160 gp). Chrysoberyl (160 gp). Deep green spinel (160 gp). Blue quartz (14 gp). Aquamarine (700 gp). Malachite (14 gp). Violet garnet (700 gp). Banded agate (14 gp). Iolite (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he likes to wear ponchos typically of a light blue in addition to tight pants. His hair is white and very short. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Berrian was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Guardian, Mentor, Family. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 1600 gp.

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 usually wears his black robe and has his club always slung over his shoulder. His chestnut hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Traki's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Family, Military. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 3000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears a tight fitting brown shirt and pants. He keeps his chestnut hair in a flapper bob. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. 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: Wants to work out more often; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Military, Rich. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 700 gp. Red garnet (160 gp). Chalcedony (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.