Description: This man stands a little under 4'2" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His white hair and beard is wavy and long. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. 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: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Stableman. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Stableman responsibilities is difficult; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears many layers of old clothing at all times, and he perpetually has his pickaxe ready. His crest is gold and curly. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Torinn grew up listening to his mother's many stories. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 700 gp. Old masterpiece painting (1800 gp). A silver and pearl hairclip (90 gp). A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (90 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (800 gp).

Description: A hulking woman with gigantic muscles, she wears a fancy blue dress. Her silver hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. Her half smiles and blue eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: Here is a woman who knows she is the smartest in the room. She talks down to others constantly. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Shava is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: Gifted from a young age, Shava studied abroad. Ostracized due to the druidic powers of her oldest sister, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. Due to her spouse's obsession with being a Assassin they were divorced and she won custody of their daughter. She worked as a Ploughman, and she later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion

Ideals: Impeccable, Justice, Gifted, Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This late middle aged man wears just a tan suit and is in decent physical shape. He has done his best to style his golden hair to look like a famous performer. His violet eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his father. He found a children's book about a Gnome Fighter who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Bowyer and was forced into it by his family; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He keeps his long golden hair kept up in a rat tail. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. 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: He got into the Dyer business at a young age. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Dyer. Recently the stress of being a Dyer has made it difficult for him to sleep.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Shy, Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 140 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: He wears baggy green pantaloons and a black scarf. He is physically well-built. His crest is copper and curly. His gold eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is a Apothecary first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Patrin is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born in the north to a Apothecary, Patrin learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. While he appears to be a normal Dragonborn, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and to be a marshal again

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Addict, Insane. Bonds: Job, Guardian. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 50 gp. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: This woman wears brown painted combat armor at almost all times, and sports empty pouches on her belt. Her white fur is unkempt and raggedy. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She is overprotective of those who hire her services. She invites people to come help in her community garden.

History: Born to a Blacksmith, her mother struggled to pay the bills. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She eventually got the idea of being the protector of her homeland from reading books, and has made it her duty.

Motivation: To protect her home; and she is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Guardian. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 200 gp.