Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a greataxe on his belt, and is pretty ugly. His moppish white hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He is a great chef.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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. Dimble took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up greataxe and armor he uses now. He was granted arcane powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 800 sp. 1 Masterwork Musical instrument.

Description: This late middle aged man wears a worn and beaten armor and is in decent physical shape. His silver crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He is fiercely devoted to his father, and views his father's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-brother.

History: Shamash was born the youngest of three triplets. Shamash was born on a far southern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Fletcher. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by illithids. Shamash was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the illithids.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Guardian, Family, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 120 gp. A delicate silver chain set with a tourmaline (20 gp). 1 Good lock.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep black leather and dull pastel iron scale mail. His green crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His half smiles and gold eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. While he appears to be a normal Dragonborn, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Depressed, Mundane, Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 5000 cp. Cloth of gold vestments (120 gp).

Description: He wears a white coat over a green low-cut shirt, and a broad hat upon his head. He carries with him a set of daggers, each one with a jet on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His red hair and beard is wavy and long. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Half-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Half-Elven doctor. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and a strong sense of loyalty to half-elven people

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease, Racist. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 1000 cp. Obsidian (5 gp).