Description: This man wears a brown coat over a red low-cut shirt, and a Stetson hat upon his head, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His hair is golden and curly. He has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Farmer profession.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Thamior was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Sensitive, Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Mentor. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 1700 gp. Peridot (60 gp). Deep blue spinel (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He prefers to wear grey pants and tee shirts. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly nunchakus and longswords. He wears a colorful flower in his blonde hair. His eyes are likewise green.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and to prove his worth to the world

Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Criminal record, Attractive, Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 150 pp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a tan costume with the symbols of the four houses of cards on his torso. His blonde hair is knotted and matted. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He disdains his fellow easterners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Dreali lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Family, Slave. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 800 gp. Carnelian (50 gp). Azurite (8 gp).

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears dull brown sweaters, loose black pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed hand crossbow, just in case. His blonde hair and beard is wavy and long. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Arannis is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. 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 east. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture.

Flaws: Depressed, Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 2000 sp.

Description: This fat northern man has a bulbous nose and wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His skin is also unnaturally pale. He has styled his silver hair well, parting it to the right. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines violet.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Laucian was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive, Addict. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: Zircon (30 gp).