Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His long auburn hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 45. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He worked as a nervous Locksmith and found it very stressful. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to be a bowyer again

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave, Job. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 370 gp.

Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He sports a long white beard, and similarly colored long hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of drow may trigger it at times.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Tharivol was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. In his 15th year, his parents were killed by a drow raid, leaving Tharivol alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and a deep hatred of drow

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Enemies, Mentor. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He wears baggy pastel pantaloons and a grey scarf. His cinnamon fur is long and unkept. His eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Born in the west to a Barkeep, Left-Handed learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. A serious injury left his mother unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm mother. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Debt, Adventurer. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 9000 cp. Rhodochrosite (15 gp). Red spinel (40 gp).

Description: 2'11" and muscular, this southern man wears just a white suit. His blonde hair is lengthy. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are brown.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He takes great joy in being the best Slave Trader in town.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Pirithin grew up listening to his father's many stories. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Slave Trader.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Slave Trader responsibilities is difficult; and obtaining odd cultural tiefling artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Athletic, Opinionated, Impeccable. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a brown vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His blue leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his brown boots flare out at the collars. His orange fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered singing. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 4 years.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and balancing his hectic life and new laborer responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Nature, Job, Poor. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: Just what you see.