Description: This western man is abnormally tall. He wears yellow robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a scimitar, but if one is not available he will default to his longbow. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His hair is red and curly. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Uthemar is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing poetry.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Extrovert, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: 6'1" and muscular, this eastern man is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright green and blue, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His bronze crest has been sun bleached extensively. He is baby faced.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Nadarr took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up mace and armor he uses now. He has achieved small success as a Barkeep.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Job, Nature. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 1000 cp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: Standing 3'5", this man wears bulky blue painted plate armor. He keeps his long blonde hair kept up in a rat tail. His blue eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Gnomes in Boddynock's homeland. Boddynock decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Philantrophist, Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His hair, while still mostly chestnut, has prominent grey streaks. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Addict, Fearful. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 200 gp. Moss agate (4 gp).

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He has dyed his greying cinnamon fur a little too much giving a sharp cinnamon color. His green eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with singing. He constantly tries to fill his life with singing. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He became a Ploughman soon after.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Artistic, Philantrophist. Bonds: Poor, Job, Family. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.