Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a blue collared shirt and green pants. He accessorizes with a white scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He wears a colorful flower in his white hair. His black eyes peer out from beneath his small blue hat.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. 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 is content; and to find somewhere to settle down

Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Slave, Nature. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears suspenders and yellow workpants. His shirt is brown, and he wears a heavy yellow leather apron most of the time. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His chestnut hair is thinning but still full. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This slender man stands about 4'0". He has a large grey mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his violet robe. He has a blonde handlebar mustache and slicked back blonde hair. His brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Born in the south to a Cook, Travok learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered south to less war torn lands. He has taken up work as a Cook and fed both sides of the war false information with the goal of increasing casualties.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Flaws: Addict, Depressed, Shy, PTSD. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty brown coat over it. He carries with him a set of hand crossbows, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His golden hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His green eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. 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. Thorin took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up hand crossbow and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 2400 gp. Citrine (80 gp). Emerald (1600 gp). Moss agate (8 gp). Coral (110 gp). Chalcedony (80 gp).