Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He carries a battered longsword and tarnished mace as well. He has wavy brown hair. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He disdains his fellow easterners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Heian was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. 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 dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Heian fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 180 pp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His hair is long and red with streaks of blonde, and is pulled back with small black clips. His beard is blonde, braided, and well cared for. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. 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: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers; and money/treasure

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Nature, Rich, Family. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 19000 sp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His white hair is lengthy. His eyes are green and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Fortune-teller. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. After coming to the age of reason, Riardon took it upon himself to study the arcane arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Slave, Mentor. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 2400 gp.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. His red hair is thinning but still full. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Born to a Server, his mother struggled to pay the bills. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He bought a shortbow and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His brown hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He has a dull look in his blue eyes.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The father sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his father's willingness to do anything to win. Being a Junk Dealer kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Flaws: Terse, Secretive. Bonds: Rich, Slave, Criminal record. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 4000 gp. White opal (1600 gp). Violet garnet (1100 gp). White pearl (100 gp).