Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a brown costume with the symbols of magic on his torso. His blonde hair is knotted and matted. He has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. 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, Morkral is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He bought a ceremonial dagger and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and doesn't want to be a servant and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Greedy. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'3" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears tattered old clothes. His long red hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. This hazel eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. 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 was born several months after his father was called into army service. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He became a Dilettante soon after.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Nature, Military. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 400 pp. Black opal (1500 gp). Violet garnet (200 gp). Amber (90 gp). Rock crystal (80 gp). Blue quartz (11 gp).

Description: He has a missing left leg. He is dressed in earthy colors with a red and grey handkerchief worn on his left side. He sports a flattop hair cut. He has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Layabout who has hired him part-time. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his father. 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. Rael took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up dagger and armor he uses now. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and sabotage a competitor

Bonds: Has a crush, Job, Immigrant, Nature, Slave. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He tends to wear a large black jacket. He has styled his chestnut hair well, parting it to the left. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. Euron was born on a far western forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Barkeep. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and to be a miner again

Flaws: Antagonistic, Hedonist, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 600 gp.