Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears blue robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a greatsword, but if one is not available he will default to his scythe. He wears his red hair down. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Selfish, Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 2000 sp.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his axe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His red hair has been sun bleached extensively. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: Naeris hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his writing career. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. 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 Baker. He has never given up on his writing dream.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and balancing his hectic life and new baker responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Artistic, Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 2000 gp. Peridot (80 gp). Citrine (80 gp).

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his sword with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt, and is pretty ugly. He wears his blonde hair down. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is a Mortician first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. 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: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This tall, slender man wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His hair is cut close to his head. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Apothecary. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature rapier.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Immigrant, Military, Job. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 2100 gp. An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (120 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose tan pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He keeps his brown hair in a flapper bob. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Flaws: Antagonistic, Insomniac, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. Rhodochrosite (12 gp). Black star sapphire (500 gp).