Description: He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his nunchaku, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. His silver hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Gifted from a young age, Nim studied abroad. Nim 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 was forced to fight in gladiatorial arenas alongside his partner. They became the best of friends and one day they managed to break out together and then went their separate ways.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and many dire rats want him driven away

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Bonds: Nature, Slave, Enemies. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 1100 gp. Obsidian (15 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his scythe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He wears a colorful flower in his auburn hair. His eyes are green and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: He was born in the south. Heian was born on a far southern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Mercenary. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love.

Ideals: Disciplined, Optimist. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, In love. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Spits and sputters

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

Description: He wears a black vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His brown leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his black boots flare out at the collars. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He has no hair. 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 dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the west. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his father. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the west were limited. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Pacifist, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His auburn hair and beard is wavy and long. His amber eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He works hard and plays hard.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered music. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

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

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He carries a battered trident and tarnished greataxe as well. His red hair has been sun bleached extensively. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Raer was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Mentor, Religious. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 1500 gp. Old masterpiece painting (1400 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1600 gp). A detailed rose, with petals and thorns, constructed of silver and electrum (10 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1600 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp).