Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he likes to wear brown tank tops with violet pants. His blonde hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. 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: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Religious, Rich. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 1000 gp. Peridot (80 gp). Hematite (16 gp). Lapis lazuli (16 gp). Alexandrite (900 gp). Star ruby (1000 gp). Freshwater pearl (16 gp). Lapis lazuli (16 gp). Jet (130 gp).

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 white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a rapier, but if one is not available he will default to his trident. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: He was born in the north. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Galinndan has worked very hard to control his curse. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Guardian. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 4000 gp. Banded agate (6 gp). Black pearl (200 gp). White pearl (120 gp). Jasper (20 gp). Malachite (6 gp). Rose (20 gp). Alexandrite (200 gp). Black pearl (200 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (6 gp). Aquamarine (200 gp). Onyx (20 gp). Onyx (20 gp).

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a yellow armored body suit, with a simple tan line shooting up and back down. His red hair has been sun bleached extensively. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Mindartis was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. In his 19th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He bought a pickaxe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive, Fearful. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 2000 gp. Solid gold idol (1100 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (5000 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (80 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (5000 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1700 gp).