Description: He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His hair, while still mostly auburn, has prominent grey streaks. His amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing poetry.

History: He was born in a small desert village. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Artistic. Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 5000 sp. Golden yellow topaz (1300 gp). Iolite (20 gp). Azurite (13 gp). Rich purple corundum (1600 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 robe, a symbol of strength around his neck, and a crossbow on his belt. His hair is golden and curly. His green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: Eiravel was born with his mother's beautiful face. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 18000 sp. Aquamarine (200 gp). Violet garnet (200 gp). Sardonyx (60 gp).

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears bulky white painted plate armor. His auburn hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Born to a Soapmaker, his mother struggled to pay the bills. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Spice Merchant hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 140 pp. Tiger eye turquoise (12 gp). Red-brown spinel (100 gp).

Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a black coat. He has done his best to style his silver hair to look like a famous performer. His eyes are gray and catlike.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 900 gp. An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (150 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp).

Description: 5'0" and muscular, this western man wears blue robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a crossbow, but if one is not available he will default to his morningstar. He keeps his chestnut hair in a flapper bob. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

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 is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

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

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

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