Description: He wears dull blue sweaters, loose tan pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed bow, just in case. He is physically well-built. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Masseuse born in the past three hundred years. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Galinndan was born the youngest of three triplets. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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. Galinndan took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up bow and armor he uses now. He tends to his Masseuse job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and doesn't want to be a masseuse and was forced into it by his family

Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Family, Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 2600 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). Solid gold idol (500 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (2300 gp). A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (60 gp).

Description: He wears silk and lounges about seductively. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his crossbow, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. He keeps his auburn hair in a flapper bob. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. Some 4 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Raer never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, In love. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 180 pp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a brown vest and prefers tan and violet shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. Sporting a white mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His eyes are amber and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 89. 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 also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Impulsive. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Speaks with a cold

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

Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he is wearing a long, green, dusty cloak. His red hair is long and unkept. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Naeris was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Dyer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: Smoky quartz (20 gp). Freshwater pearl (8 gp). Alexandrite (1100 gp). Violet garnet (1100 gp). Zircon (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'10" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears an entirely grey suit with violet socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His hair is chestnut and very short. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He got into the Hunter business at a young age. 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. He became a Hunter soon after.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic, Hedonist. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 1000 gp.