Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He wears a simple violet robe with yellow stripes complete with hood, marred by beers. His chestnut hair is thinning but still full. His eyes are gray and beady.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with painting. He constantly tries to fill his life with painting. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He has never given up on his painting dream.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the east.

Ideals: Artistic, Professionalism, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 250 gp.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears suspenders and blue workpants. His shirt is pastel, and he wears a heavy blue leather apron most of the time. His golden hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. His eyes are brown and beady.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Arumawann is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. Arumawann abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature sword.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 1600 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He wears professional attire. He keeps his auburn hair in a pixie cut. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

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 lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He always admired divine-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He's also a talented Barkeep, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Job, Mentor. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Buckler. 1 Darkwood Buckler. 1 Masterwork studded leather.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His blonde hair is greasy and uncared for. His brown eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Oloric embodies much of what other species detest in the Dwarves. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Oloric lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers; and balancing his hectic life and new mayor responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Family, Job. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: Deep green spinel (80 gp). 1 Breastplate.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he likes to wear ponchos typically of a light tan in addition to tight pants. He sports a long chestnut beard, and similarly colored long hair. His brown eyes peer out from beneath his feathered tan hat.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Soveliss embodies much of what other species detest in the Elves. 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: He was born in the west. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. Being a Weaver kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 7000 cp.