Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'6" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He sports brown clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He keeps his long blonde hair kept up in a rat tail. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his broad brown hat.

Personality: Simon hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his dancing career. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: Simon was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He has achieved small success as a Mortician.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Job, Slave. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 50 gp.

Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He is typically in his Layabout uniform. His chestnut hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His amber eyes peer out from beneath his small tan hat.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. He tends to his Layabout job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Racist, Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 8000 cp. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: This man is typically in his Barber uniform, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His hair is short and chestnut. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Az-Bror was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Through the years after Az-Bror was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Az-Bror's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Expand his business; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Mentor. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 500 sp. A delicate silver chain set with a tourmaline (90 gp).

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body, and is pretty ugly. He has styled his blonde hair well, parting it to the right. His eyes are violet and beady.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His necromantic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is greedy

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 300 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A woman with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. She wears a tight fitting red shirt and pants. Her tied-back hair is white. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady amber eyes.

Personality: She will rave to anyone who will listen. 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: She was born in a small plains village. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Stacee took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sword and armor she uses now. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Stacee fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 70 gp.