Description: An older man who tends to wear a large green jacket, he is not a threatening figure. He wears a feathered hat to cover his moderate length red crest. He has gold eyes.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: To be a Barkeep again; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Nature, Guardian, Job. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 80 pp.

Description: She is a mite stocky and has a large green mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into her grey robe. Her brass crest is singed and shortened. She is baby faced.

Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories she has discovered

History: When she was but 6 years old her parents immigrated from the east. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and to end her boredom

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 100 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (7 gp).

Description: She prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for her hunting needs. She is physically well-built. Her fur is greying and her face has many wrinkles. This blue eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: She is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks her mind. She can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Born in the east to a Mortician, Moon learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. She inherited a moderately successful company from her father. Under her leadership it has flourished, and using capital from her venture she effectively owns an entire region. She leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever she goes.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and balancing her hectic life and new mortician responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Job, Attractive. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 130 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: An older woman who likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather, she is not a threatening figure. She wears her auburn hair up in a very large beehive style do. Her blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: She is a jovial happy person, but she is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. 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: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her mother and father. Her mother taught her the rudiments of the Miller arts, while her father instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Her parents enrolled her in a Warlock school at a young age so that she could practice her divine talents. Since then, she has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: To reunite with her old friends; and her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by goblins, and she desires to right it

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 20 pp.

Description: He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a yellow coat. He carries with him a set of maces, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His silver hair has been sun bleached extensively. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. 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. Aelar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To end his boredom.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Addict, Mundane. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 300 sp. Azurite (11 gp).