Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears a tight fitting yellow shirt and pants. He wears his white hair up. He has several tiny emerald earrings on each ear.

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 is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Stableman they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Sculptor, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers; and to reunite with his absent father

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 600 sp. Freshwater pearl (8 gp). 1 Good lock.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he very much looks the part of a Sellsword. He wears a Stetson hat to cover his moderate length black hair. His fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. A gifted student he started as a Masseuse, but he got bored and became a Sellsword. He's also a talented Masseuse, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Impulsive, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 1400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'11" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with small hat. His white hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are hazel.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He comes from a rich southern family. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and many dire rats want him driven away

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Military. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: Rock crystal (60 gp). 1 Banded mail.

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 5'3" and tends to wear a large blue jacket. He wears his black hair down. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Rolen hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. During his travels, Rolen and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Rolen discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Rolen fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Artistic, Justice. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 3000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.