Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He wears a yellow vest and prefers blue and brown shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His eyes are gray and catlike.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Through the years after Heian was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Heian's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Heian fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Joker, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 200 pp. Amethyst (120 gp). Rhodochrosite (10 gp). Star ruby (900 gp). Violet garnet (1600 gp). Eye agate (10 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is wearing a tight blue one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He has shaved his head bald. His gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He works hard and plays hard.

History: He was born into a rich family. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 4000 gp. Alexandrite (200 gp). Alexandrite (200 gp). White opal (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is wearing a tight white one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He has shaved his head bald. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Theriatis was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Wizard, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Wizard in service of a powerful lord somewhere. After coming to the age of reason, Theriatis took it upon himself to study the psionic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Gifted, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (600 gp).