Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty white coat over it. He has moderate length blonde hair. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Naill took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up scimitar and armor he uses now. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 90 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He keeps his long brown hair kept up in a rat tail. His half smiles and green eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Interpreter hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Poor. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 400 pp. Sard (50 gp). Deep green spinel (140 gp). Pink pearl (140 gp). Deep blue spinel (1600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears a black deerstalker hat and black clothes. He is an epitome of beauty. His hair is chestnut, silky, and of moderate length. His eyes are blue.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Arannis was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Cynical, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Military. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he is wearing a long, brown cloak. His silver hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are green.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He was granted arcane powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 1600 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (300 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1800 gp).

Description: He is a pot bellied eastern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). With bright silver hair and a scraggly beard. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother.

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 1600 gp.