Description: This fat eastern man has a bulbous nose and is dressed in earthy colors with a violet and brown handkerchief worn on his left side. His skin is also unnaturally pale. He keeps his long brown hair kept up in a rat tail. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady hazel eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of dire rats may trigger it at times.

History: Raer was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Gnomish activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Gnomish doctor. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Enemies, Poor, Job. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 1 Chain shirt. 1 Masterwork Light steel shield. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He wears green robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a warhammer, but if one is not available he will default to his shield. He carries with him a set of shields, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His bronze crest is knotted and matted. His red eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Kiirith fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: Cloth of gold vestments (170 gp). 4 Thunderstones.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. He has done his best to style his gray fur to look like a famous performer. His fierce yellow eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. 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: A child with a great deal of writing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered writing. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 50 pp.

Description: He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes., but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'3" when asserting himself. He wears his green crest down. His eyes are red and catlike.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: Gifted from a young age, Mugrunden studied abroad. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 20 gp.

Description: This southern man is abnormally tall. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His silver hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He has gleaming, smiling blue eyes.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 10. 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 able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Halflings in the south were limited. He was granted arcane powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He is content; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.