Description: A plain young-adult man, he is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He sports a long white beard, and similarly colored long hair. His violet eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear.

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: Sard (50 gp). 1 Banded mail.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He prefers to wear yellow clothing when he does not wear armor. He wears a colorful flower in his red hair. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson yellow hat.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Anthony was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Anthony took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sickle and armor he uses now. He was granted arcane powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: This younger middle-aged man usually wears his green robe and has his shield always slung over his shoulder, and a wedding ring on his right hand. He wears a small hat to hide his balding. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His divine abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Cartwright for hire.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: In love, Rich, Job. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 230 gp.

Description: A well shaped woman just over fifty, she is generally shirtless and showing off her tattooed chest. Her hair is brown and curly. She has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: She is mildly Gnome supremacist, though she does not identify as such. She has a small toy that she constantly fidgets with.

History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. She helped her mother out around the business and became quite the natural. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To protect her home; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Racist, Addict, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Guardian. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 18000 sp. Banded agate (4 gp). Black pearl (1200 gp). Black pearl (1200 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She wears a shirt that is too small, which lets her gut show, with a ratty green coat over it. She carries with her a set of scimitars, each one with a amber on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. Her hair is short and black. This black eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: She has two modes she varies between. On the job she is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job she is a party animal. She loves her children and doesn't want them to worry about her. She loves to share her writing with anyone who is interested.

History: Naamah was born the youngest of three triplets. She was an apprentice working in her father's forge. She has gone from town to town till she finds a spot where she can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Wants to raise her children well.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He dresses in grey turtlenecks beneath a green coat with yellow slacks, marred by sweets. His golden hair has been sun bleached extensively. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: He was born into a rich family. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Reirak took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up ceremonial dagger and armor he uses now. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is greedy; and money/treasure

Flaws: Ugly, Emotional, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This man is very fat, and is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Mercenary. His orange fur is singed and shortened. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Flask 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. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and gnomish compassion

Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Religious, Immigrant, Nature, Job. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright green and violet, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. He carries a battered morningstar and tarnished glaive as well. His silver crest is thinning but still full. His eyes are gold and beady.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Brewer but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Tarhun was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Tarhun fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting, Passionate, Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he is wearing a long, tan, dusty cloak. His chestnut hair is singed and shortened. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Gifted from a young age, Gerbo studied abroad. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Slave, Family. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 3000 cp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.