Description: He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner, and carries bows. He has wavy red hair. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Through the years after Patrick was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Patrick's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. After a long history of fighting, Patrick and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 80 gp. Coral (70 gp).

Description: A middle-aged man, he tends to wear a blue poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt, and is pretty ugly. His black hair is long and unkept. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. 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: The child of western immigrants he idolized his mother. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Ideals: Joker, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 4000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He dresses well, wearing green shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He keeps his brown hair in a pixie cut. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Through the years after Andram was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Andram's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature shortspear.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Half-Elven artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: A plain young-adult woman, she is dressed in a clean green cloak covering her clean studded leather. Her hair is cut close to her head. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She is erratic and paranoid. She believes drow are coming to abduct people. She disdains her fellow northerners, claiming they make her look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: She comes from a rich northern family. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Tieflings in the north were limited. She left for the north, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: Her religion dominates her actions; and several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Enemies, Immigrant, Rich, Religious. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: Just what you see.