Description: A middle-aged man, he wears dull green sweaters, loose yellow pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed longsword, just in case, and is pretty ugly. His red hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. 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: Money/treasure; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Insane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 5000 gp. Gold music box (3000 gp). A detailed rose, with petals and thorns, constructed of silver and electrum (10 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (90 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This fat northern man has a bulbous nose and tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His skin is also unnaturally pale. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He has several tiny topaz earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. 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: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 1000 sp.

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 5'3" and wears a violet collared shirt and black pants. He accessorizes with a white scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He wears a feathered hat to cover his moderate length auburn hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. Like his father and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Tanner. Recently a tribe of illithids 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: Wishes to resurrect an old love.

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: In love, Job. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 50000 cp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is wearing a tight tan one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His hair, while still mostly chestnut, has prominent grey streaks. He has a dull look in his hazel eyes.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He comes from a rich western family. Thamior abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: To protect his home; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Philantrophist, Artistic. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Guardian. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 1600 gp. Fire opal (500 gp). Black opal (500 gp). Iolite (30 gp).

Description: He stands about 5'4" and wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His long blonde hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes are a pleasant gray.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. Through the years after Immeral was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Immeral's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 10000 gp.