Description: This fat southern man has a bulbous nose and wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His hair is cut close to his head. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Hupe was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. 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: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Joker, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it, and carries daggers. His chestnut hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His half smiles and blue eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Gerbo lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Gerbo fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers; and regain custody of his daughter

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Family. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He is wearing a long, red cloak. He has styled his chestnut hair well, parting it to the left. His hazel eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Barkeep but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Born in the south to a Barkeep, Gennal learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Gennal took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up warhammer and armor he uses now. After a long history of fighting, Gennal and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Job, Nature. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 7000 sp. Deep blue spinel (500 gp). Blue quartz (14 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 6'6" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He keeps his long rusty crest kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are a pleasant red.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Salasar isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dragonborn unity. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: A child with a great deal of singing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Spice Merchant hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Has a crush. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 600 gp. Malachite (15 gp). Rhodochrosite (15 gp).