Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His eyes are gray and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 89. 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 is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. 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 routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is dressed in a clean blue cloak covering his clean studded leather. He carries with him a set of crossbows, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has dyed his greying blonde hair a little too much giving a sharp blonde color. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Animal Trainer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has dedicated himself to building a better village for his children.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer, Military, Poor. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 6000 gp.

Description: A woman with a cold, calculating air about her, she is generally shirtless and showing off her tattooed chest. She wears her brown hair up in a very large beehive style do. She is baby faced.

Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. She also is a firm believer in the womanly ideal.

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. She dropped out of school before completing her studies. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and to pay off her debts

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Mundane, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Debt. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Healer’s kit. 1 Magnifying glass. 1 Silver holy symbol. 1 Silk rope.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Apothecary. His golden hair, when down, is lengthy. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Erevan grew up listening to his mother's many stories. Ostracized due to the divine powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Half-Elves became a terror of the countryside. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature quarterstaff.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 100 gp.