Description: This woman is tall and muscular. She dresses in white turtlenecks beneath a brown coat with black slacks. She is bald on top and has large silver tufts of hair around her ears. Her eyes are likewise hazel. Her teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: She considers herself a woman of culture and sophistication. She likes a good challenge to her wits. She tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Sutha was born in the south. At a young age she loved to build and create. Her father was a mechanic, and taught her how to fix just about anything. Since then, she has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable, Optimist, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 20 gp.

Description: A woman with a warm, jovial air about her, she wears a fancy green dress. She keeps her chestnut hair in a flapper bob. Her white eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: She is happy with her job as a Apothecary. She turns her eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. She loves her children and doesn't want them to worry about her. She loves to share her poetry with anyone who is interested.

History: Raised by wardens she was only a novice when giants swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. Her first spouse was a Healer, they had one daughter, but her spouse won total custody. Without her spouse to temper her she grew out of control. She now owns her own business.

Motivation: Her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and she desires to right it.

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Family, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He wears a brown costume with the symbols of the sun god on his torso, marred by sweets. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy white hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Professionalism, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 1900 sp.

Description: He wears a black feathered hat and black clothes, and carries tridents. His hair is short and dark red. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.

History: A child with a great deal of painting talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Criminal record, In love. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 300 gp. Tourmaline (90 gp). Red-brown spinel (90 gp).

Description: He wears a tight fitting black shirt and pants, and carries tridents. His white hair is unkempt and raggedy. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of goblins may trigger it at times.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his arcane talents. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Tarak fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by goblins, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: This fat southern man has a bulbous nose and wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His skin is also unnaturally pale. He has a long chestnut beard with little hanging trinkets. His eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Architect arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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. Gardain took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up dagger and armor he uses now. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and he desires to right it; and to protect his home

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Guardian, Rich, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 500 sp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times, and he perpetually has his morningstar ready. With bright golden hair and a scraggly beard. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Taklinn was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. After a long history of fighting, Taklinn and his spouse have recently divorced.

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

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 38000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with pastel lining and desert motifs. His fur is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Flask grew up listening to his mother's many stories. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. Some 5 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Flask never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: In love, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 1 Banded mail.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a green coat. He has white hair. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Mayor who has hired him part-time. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Cressel took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up axe and armor he uses now. 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 seems to be bored by most things.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Has a crush, Nature. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 140 gp. 1 Half-Plate.