Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His golden hair is smooth and relatively long. He has a dull look in his amber eyes.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Uthemar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 1600 gp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a tan coat over a green low-cut shirt, and a broad hat upon his head. He keeps his golden hair in a flapper bob. His gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He came across an abandoned tomb where he found a relic that called out to him. After picking it up he was cursed by vampirism.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Flaws: Disease, Selfish. Bonds: Rich, Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His head has been shaved. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: This man loves poetry and to teach people poetry more than just about anything. He works hard and plays hard.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature lance.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 1000 gp. Onyx (30 gp). Star ruby (500 gp). Rock crystal (30 gp). Alexandrite (900 gp). Violet garnet (900 gp). Alexandrite (900 gp). Jasper (30 gp). Sard (30 gp). Deep green spinel (60 gp). Eye agate (6 gp). Aquamarine (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a pickaxe, but if one is not available he will default to his longbow. He sports a flattop hair cut. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson black hat.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Born in the north to a Spice Merchant, Tharivol learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Ugly, Emotional, Addict. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 40 pp. A life-sized copper and silver statuette of a cockatrice. (10 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (1000 gp).

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He has black hair. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Baker. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. 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 has worked as a Baker like his mother before him.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and expand his business

Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Job, Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 4000 gp. Carnelian (50 gp). Brown-green garnet (60 gp). Black pearl (1100 gp). Malachite (16 gp). Sardonyx (50 gp). Malachite (16 gp). Black pearl (1100 gp). Black pearl (1100 gp). Sard (50 gp). Violet garnet (1100 gp). Deep blue spinel (1100 gp). Moonstone (50 gp). 1 Medium magic item.