Description: This malnourished man wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His brown hair is long and unkept. His eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Soveliss was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Soveliss took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up bow and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. Azurite (5 gp). Sard (50 gp). Chalcedony (50 gp). Aquamarine (200 gp). Obsidian (5 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His red hair is cut short. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Gennal was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Joker, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 3000 gp. Banded agate (10 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty grey coat over it. He has styled his chestnut hair well, parting it to the right. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 45. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He has achieved small success as a Tanner.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Religious, Nature, Job. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 2000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.