Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he is dressed in an above average manner. With a patchy red beard and wild red hair. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his blue eyes.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. A freak accident while working with his Bellfounder mother left him crippled. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Disciplined, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 400 pp. Alexandrite (700 gp). Golden yellow topaz (700 gp). White pearl (160 gp). Coral (160 gp).

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 a tattered pair of loose blue pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. Sporting a white mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady violet eyes.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Naal 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. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Mercenary. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Opinionated, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 3000 gp. Chrysoprase (40 gp). Freshwater pearl (7 gp). Alexandrite (1500 gp). Chrysoberyl (140 gp). Rock crystal (40 gp). Iolite (40 gp). White pearl (140 gp). Rhodochrosite (7 gp). Rhodochrosite (7 gp). Rhodochrosite (7 gp). Rhodochrosite (7 gp). Sard (40 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'10" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He dresses in black turtlenecks beneath a pastel coat with tan slacks. He has a blonde handlebar mustache and slicked back blonde hair. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 11000 sp. Fiery yellow corundum (1600 gp). Peridot (30 gp). Smoky quartz (30 gp). Chalcedony (30 gp).