Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He prefers to wear flannel. His brown hair is singed and shortened. His brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 97. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Born in the south to a Marshal, Varis learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. A gifted student he started as a Tanner, but he got bored and became a Marshal. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Insane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 2000 gp.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears professional attire. His silver hair is braided into rings. His gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Mindartis 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. Through the years after Mindartis was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Mindartis's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 100 pp.

Description: He tends to wear a white poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly sais and pickaxes. He wears a colorful flower in his 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 is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: Fivin was born with his mother's beautiful face. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and to get a good night's sleep

Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Criminal record, Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 10000 sp.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears silk and lounges about seductively. He wears his silver hair down. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: A powerful wizard made him what he is. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Immigrant. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 210 pp. Gold music box (2000 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (150 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (700 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (900 gp).

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He is dressed in earthy colors with a grey and black handkerchief worn on his left side. He is an epitome of beauty. His auburn hair is cut short. His eyes are amber and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: Koeth lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Server

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 10000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.