Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His blonde hair is knotted and matted. His eyes are violet.

Personality: He hates dire rats. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered poetry. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

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

Ideals: Gifted, Artistic, Impeccable. Bonds: Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 2400 gp. Sard (80 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (5 gp). Azurite (5 gp). Freshwater pearl (5 gp). Peridot (80 gp). Coral (120 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He is wearing a long, red cloak. With a patchy brown beard and wild brown hair. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Aramil hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his singing career. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: Aramil was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. 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 west. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Bowyer they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Tailor, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers.

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic, Philantrophist, Persistence. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 1000 gp. A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (20 gp). Solid gold idol (400 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1500 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (600 gp). 1 Average lock. 1 Good lock. 1 Silk rope.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears a white collared shirt and pastel pants. He accessorizes with a tan scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are hazel.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Gardener arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy auburn hair. 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 swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He was born in a small desert village. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Passionate, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: Aquamarine (400 gp). Jade (80 gp). Carnelian (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

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 wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. He has shaved his head bald. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He now mingles about in high society.

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

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Military. Occupation: Server

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 20000 cp. Red spinel (120 gp). Violet garnet (700 gp).