Description: This man wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with top hat. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He wears a top hat to hide his balding. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Frug hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his painting career. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: Frug lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Weaver. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Artistic, Philantrophist. Bonds: Family, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This petite short woman is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. She dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over her head, marred by beers. Her black hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. She is baby faced.

Personality: She likes to brag about her accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. She invented a lineage for herself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. She moved from fad to fad and when she turned 15 she discovered writing. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She has passion for adventuring and risk; and obtaining odd cultural half-elven artifacts is her passion

Ideals: Passionate, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 160 gp. Aquamarine (200 gp).

Description: This man stands a little under 5'4" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He has styled his white hair well, parting it to the left. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insomniac. Bonds: Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 90 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: A well shaped woman just over fifty, she wears baggy grey pantaloons and a brown scarf. She has moderate length red hair. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Her tongue was cut out and she uses sign language. She is a bit of a macho woman and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: Helen was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Fighter, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Fighter in service of a powerful lord somewhere. She was an adventurer many years ago and she formed a blood bond with her Human companion (her 'brother'). During her travels, Helen and her party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Helen discovered the rest of her party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Helen fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing her own horrible transformation.

Motivation: To reunite with her old friends; and she has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Nature, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 390 gp. Tourmaline (150 gp). Iolite (60 gp). Deep green spinel (150 gp).