Description: He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his shortspear, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. Sporting a chestnut mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He has gleaming, smiling blue eyes.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Mindartis's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A gifted student he started as a Doctor, but he got bored and became a Sage. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; 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: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Forgetful, Ugly. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: He dresses like a well dressed Priest does. He is physically well-built. He wears his brown hair down. His skin is flawless and his hazel eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Quarion will drive conversation. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

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

Description: This late middle aged man typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep yellow leather and dull white iron scale mail and is in decent physical shape. His blonde hair is lengthy. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his small yellow hat.

Personality: He hates brigands. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his dancing with anyone who is interested.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Soapmaker arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Roofer they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Soapmaker, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and to reunite with his absent father

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Enemies, Family, Rich, In love. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This western man dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. His clothes are grease stained in places. His golden hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: Paelias was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of specialists.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Flaws: Antagonistic, Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 90000 cp.

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 5'0" and wears a brown coat over a pastel low-cut shirt, and a wide-brimmed hat upon his head. He has a very tight haircut. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Being born in the south, 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 south 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. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac, Mundane. Bonds: Military, Family. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 800 gp. Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (2400 gp).