Description: This slender man stands about 5'3". He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing grey cape and mantle trimmed with soft blue waves gently in the breeze. His tied-back hair is golden. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this western guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. 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 moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 2000 gp.

Description: Standing 5'5", this man wears skinny pants and wears a white and tan robe with the hood down. His white hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He is a Succubi in disguise. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He tends to his Barber job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is wearing a long, blue cloak. His long golden hair reaches down to his waist. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. The war was a terrible time for him, and Halimath does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Elven doctor. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Addict, Depressed, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 200 pp. 1 Minor magic item.