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 silk and lounges about seductively. He keeps his long auburn hair kept up in a rat tail. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Laucian was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and he is greedy

Ideals: Persistence, Opinionated, Logical. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Courier

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 700 gp. Aquamarine (400 gp). Eye agate (7 gp). Red-brown spinel (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light black in addition to tight pants. He sports a long golden beard, and similarly colored long hair. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. 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. 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: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and expand his business

Ideals: Extrovert. Bonds: Guardian, Religious, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 600 pp. A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (70 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (2100 gp). Old masterpiece painting (2100 gp). Jeweled anklet (1000 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (90 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His hair is white and curly. 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 considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 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 tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. He wears a top hat to hide his balding. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 63. 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 cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Standing 4'7", this man typically wears violet cloth garments or leather armor. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy black hair. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. 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: He was raised in a plains tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Laucian took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up hammer and armor he uses now. Being a Armorer kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Criminal record, Has a crush. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.