Description: An older man who wears a brown tunic with tan highlights, and long white pants that bunch up around his shoes, he is not a threatening figure. He keeps his red hair in a flapper bob. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He disdains his fellow easterners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born in the east. His parents enrolled him in a Commoner school at a young age so that he could practice his druidic talents. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and expand his business

Ideals: Gifted, Artistic. Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 4000 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (700 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is wearing a long, green cloak. His gold crest is braided into rings. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the east. He has all his life been fascinated with writing.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Norkruuth liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Pacifist, Artistic. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Nature, In love. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 900 pp. Silver comb with moonstones (700 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (60 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'9" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears dull pastel sweaters, loose violet pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed dagger, just in case. His fur is short and beige. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Tricking speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. 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: He got into the Seamstress business at a young age. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Mayor. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: This dark-skinned male wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His black hair is heavily combed to the left. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Mozfel isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Half-Orc unity. 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: He was raised in a desert tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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. Mozfel took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up shield and armor he uses now. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 1500 sp. 1 Breastplate.