Description: A man of a pale complexion, he tends to wear a blue poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. Sporting a white mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. This gray eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He is a Metallic Dragon in disguise. 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 south. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and balancing his hectic life and new marshal responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Philantrophist, Joker. Bonds: Adventurer, Family, Job. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 1000 pp.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He sports violet clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His blonde hair is matted, messy, and big. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Junk Dealer who has hired him part-time. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

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 has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Sage. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and he is greedy

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Has a crush, Rich. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Scottish accent

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

Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He wears a tight fitting black shirt and pants. He has a brown handlebar mustache and slicked back brown hair. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He works hard and plays hard.

History: He was born in a small plains village. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 14 years.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Job, In love. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 200 pp. Brown-green garnet (80 gp). Sard (70 gp). Banded agate (6 gp). Chalcedony (70 gp).

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He wears his black hair up. He has several tiny sapphire earrings on each ear.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Traki embodies much of what other species detest in the Elves. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. After a long history of fighting, Traki and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Flaws: Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 400 pp. Alexandrite (1500 gp). Sardonyx (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His brown hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Born to a Unemployed, his mother struggled to pay the bills. At a young age his mother died while driving off some gnolls. His father being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in sai use. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Naeris fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: Just what you see.