Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Half-Elves. His skin is dark but he possesses many red ritualistic tattoos. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His hair is chestnut, silky, and of moderate length. His half smiles and brown eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered north to less war torn lands. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy, PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 2000 gp.

Description: 6'5" and muscular, this northern woman wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. She usually doesn't wear a shirt. She has rusty crest. She is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: She is a melancholic, but persistent worker. She resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. She is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure she is not cheated out of a speck.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Blendaeth grew up listening to her mother's many stories. In her formative years she discovered how persuasive she was. She began using that to her advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. She has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: She feels kind of lost in life.

Ideals: Athletic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Slave. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 180 gp. An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (20 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (400 gp).

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. He sports a long blonde beard, and similarly colored long hair. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: This man loves poetry and to teach people poetry more than just about anything. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

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. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Halfling conditions. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: Dragonborn compassion; and a strong sense of loyalty to dragonborn people

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Fearful, Racist. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His tied-back hair is silver. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Dwarven culture. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

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. He has had some formal music training, and achieved minor success. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insane, Racist, Addict. Bonds: Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 180 gp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His black hair is thinning but still full. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of drow may trigger it at times.

History: Born in the south to a Mortician, Mormo learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Mortician work with an outfit from a few towns over. Mortician work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Athletic, Persistence. Flaws: Insomniac, Depressed. Bonds: Enemies, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 300 gp. Chrysoprase (20 gp). Obsidian (16 gp). Black pearl (900 gp). Star ruby (1400 gp). Jasper (20 gp). Emerald (1400 gp). 1 Minor magic item.