Description: This man dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized topaz on his left hand. He wears a colorful flower in his chestnut hair. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. Rolen liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Nature, Military. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A middle-aged man, he is well dressed, constantly wearing a pastel suit, tan shirt, and yellow tie, and is pretty ugly. His brown hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady hazel eyes.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 1400 gp.

Description: He is wearing a tight yellow one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He carries a battered scythe and tarnished sickle as well. He has done his best to style his brown hair to look like a famous performer. 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 is happy with his job as a Baker. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. In the meantime he has taken over work as a Baker and occasionally as a mercenary.

Motivation: He is greedy; and balancing his hectic life and new baker responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 10000 gp. Red spinel (100 gp). Pink pearl (100 gp). Moss agate (13 gp). Moss agate (13 gp). Malachite (13 gp).

Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His black hair and beard is wavy and long. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Slave Trader born in the past three hundred years. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His childhood dream was to be a Sculptor, but he was a colossal failure. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature club.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 30000 cp. Chrysoprase (80 gp). Moss agate (16 gp).

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a pastel collared shirt and brown pants. He accessorizes with a black scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. 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. Paelias took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up shortspear and armor he uses now. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item.