Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a green armored body suit, with a simple black line shooting up and back down. His blue hair is thinning but still full. His eyes are silver and catlike.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. Zepar was born on a far western mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Weaver. 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.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Selfish. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 5000 sp. Jasper (70 gp). Star rose quartz (70 gp). Blue sapphire (600 gp).

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Halflings. His skin is dark but he possesses many brown ritualistic tattoos. He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Tailor. His auburn hair has been sun bleached extensively. His brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. 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: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Justice, Logical. Flaws: Mundane, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 4000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This woman is very fat, and wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. She has slicked back blonde hair. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She hates Half-Orcs with a passion. As such she is filled with self loathing. She takes great pride in her work and is very well organized. Her planner is full of calendar events.

History: She got into the Sellsword business at a young age. While she appears to be a normal Half-Orc, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Elven compassion; and expand her business

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Racist. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 100 gp. Obsidian (9 gp). Azurite (9 gp). Onyx (60 gp).

Description: This man dresses like a well dressed Guard does. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized ruby on his right hand. With a patchy silver beard and wild silver hair. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Guard arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: To be a Performer again; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Rich, Military. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He has done his best to style his black hair to look like a famous performer. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are brown.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of illithids once and for all.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his father. Being born in the east, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the east for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and many illithids want him driven away

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Enemies, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Banker

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition, marred by chocolates. His black hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is an amazing painter.

History: Born to a Mortician, his mother struggled to pay the bills. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Bounty Hunter hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 2300 sp. 1 Masterwork Heavy steel shield. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: A well shaped woman just over fifty, she wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. She has wavy chestnut hair. Her brown eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: She is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. She is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. She haggles over everything, upselling her goods and buying cheap. She is persistent in everything.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Brakka took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up rapier and armor she uses now. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.

Motivation: She wants to meet her childhood hero; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 90 gp.