Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination, and he perpetually has his hand crossbow ready. He sports a flattop fur cut. His copper eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He was born in the east. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. 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. Jade fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Fighting, Passionate, Gifted. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 600 sp. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: An older man who is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest, he is not a threatening figure. He has dyed his greying brown hair a little too much giving a sharp brown color. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady violet eyes.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Mayor profession.

History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the south. In his 15th year, his parents were killed by a drow raid, leaving Kilvar alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he is content

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 200 sp. Pink pearl (130 gp).

Description: This malnourished woman wears a pastel vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her violet leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her pastel boots flare out at the collars. Her black fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. She has gleaming, smiling copper eyes.

Personality: She considers herself the perfect lady. She makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. Further she is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Raised by wardens she was only a novice when goblins swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. She went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. She got away from her former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: She has a rivalry with the Church that dominates her actions; and she feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Poor, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She is well dressed, constantly wearing a blue suit, brown shirt, and red tie, and she perpetually has her hand crossbow ready. She wears a top hat to hide her balding. Her ears are large.

Personality: She likes to make people angry or surprised. She spends most of her days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There she gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. Ellywick abandoned her home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. She survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. She did whatever it took for her to survive. Lacking all sense, she decided to go on an adventure. She picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: To reunite with her old friends; and she wants to meet her childhood hero

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 1700 sp. Red spinel (40 gp). Tourmaline (40 gp). Silver pearl (40 gp).

Description: She wears a tight fitting green shirt and pants, and she perpetually has her halberd ready. She keeps her long silver crest kept up in a rat tail. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines gold.

Personality: She is quite rude, and likes to deride her opponents skill and shout insults at them. She is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes her no end of embarrassment.

History: The child of eastern immigrants she idolized her mother. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Dragonborns in Havilar's homeland. Havilar decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Havilar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Forgetful. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 400 sp. 1 Good lock.