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 a tattered pair of loose violet pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His chestnut hair is cut short. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He takes great joy in being the best Guard in town.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Guard. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 14 years.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 5000 sp. A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (90 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (900 gp). Jeweled anklet (2000 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (90 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he usually wears his black robe and has his morningstar always slung over his shoulder. His small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Ostracized due to the druidic powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is greedy; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Rich. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 1700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This western man wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty white coat over it. His clothes are grease stained in places. He wears his black hair down. His eyes are a pleasant violet.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 1600 gp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears suspenders and brown workpants. His shirt is black, and he wears a heavy brown leather apron most of the time. He wears his golden hair up. His skin is flawless and his gray eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. After a long history of fighting, Thervan and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 5000 gp. Obsidian (5 gp). Violet garnet (1600 gp). Deep blue spinel (1600 gp). Star rose quartz (60 gp). Golden pearl (150 gp). Azurite (5 gp). Red spinel (150 gp). Fire opal (1300 gp). Blue quartz (5 gp). Chrysoprase (60 gp).

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears black trousers with violet and brown striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His wide-brimmed hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His eyes are likewise blue.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Thamior will drive conversation. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. Thamior was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Thamior decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Extrovert, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 1500 gp.