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 prefers to wear brown clothing when he does not wear armor. His chestnut hair is smooth and relatively long. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: He was born in the north. When Ulblyn reached his early adolescence his Halfling father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Many gnolls want him driven away; and a deep hatred of gnolls

Ideals: Joker, Philantrophist. Bonds: Immigrant, Military, Enemies. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His silver crest is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. 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 with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. A freak accident while working with his Interpreter mother left him crippled. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 110000 cp. Sardonyx (60 gp). Sard (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His hair is cut close to his head. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His childhood dream was to be a Bricklayer, but he was a colossal failure. He has achieved small success as a Barkeep.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it; and he's in love

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Bonds: Has a crush, Rich, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 1300 sp.

Description: He stands about 5'1" and wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He has styled his cinnamon fur well, parting it to the left. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Tabaxis.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.