Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He prefers to wear black clothing when he does not wear armor. He has wavy purple hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Slave Trader born in the past three hundred years. 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: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. During his travels, Paymon and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Paymon discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Paymon fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears long strands of amethyst and short black dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His hair is dark red and curly. His red eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: This man loves music and to teach people music more than just about anything. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: A child with a great deal of music talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. After coming to the age of reason, Marbas took it upon himself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

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

Ideals: Artistic, Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly clubs and maces. He has moderate length gray fur. His yellow eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. 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: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature club.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Criminal record, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 500 sp. Red spinel (70 gp).

Description: This woman stands a little under 4'9" and is a bit bulky. She is very muscular particularly in the legs. She wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized yellow coat. Her red hair is long and unkept. Her hazel eyes peer out from beneath her small yellow hat.

Personality: In the realm of puns, she cannot help herself. She feels obliged to make them. 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, Althaea is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: She was born in the north. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Marry her sister to traveling adventurers; and many brigands want her driven away

Ideals: Joker, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: This woman prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. She carries her fan with her everywhere and carries herself as the perfect lady, and sports empty pouches on her belt. Her hair is auburn and curly. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food she seems plenty friendly. She does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: She was raised by priests from a young age. She struck it rich when she found rare goods in large quantities. She used her abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: She is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Extrovert. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 340 gp. 3 Alchemist’s fire.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears tan robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a dagger, but if one is not available he will default to his shortspear. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Sculptor who has hired him part-time. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Theriatis has worked very hard to control his curse. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

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

Flaws: Ugly, Fearful, Disease. Bonds: Has a crush. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 500 sp. Chrysoberyl (50 gp).

Description: A thin woman, she clearly needs to put on some weight, but she still has a lot of muscle. 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. Her long blonde hair reaches down to her waist. Her hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. She also is a firm believer in the womanly ideal.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. She made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. She now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dragonborn artifacts is her passion; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: This western woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She wears a shirt that is too small, which lets her gut show, with a ratty blue coat over it. She has styled her black hair well, parting it to the left. Her green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: The woman has a huge range of feeling. She will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how she will be a better person from this day on. The war was a terrible time for her, and Caelynn does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: She was born at the edge of vast forest. Her mother took her hunting and taught her how to get in the mind of other creatures. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She feels kind of lost in life; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Ugly, Emotional, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Nature. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 3000 cp. Sardonyx (40 gp).

Description: 5'7" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears green painted combat armor at almost all times. He wears his red hair up. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Therai hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his writing career. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Therai was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. 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: Sabotage a competitor; and expand his business

Ideals: Artistic, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: Just what you see.