Description: He wears a pastel collared shirt and brown pants. He accessorizes with a black scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His black hair is thinning but still full. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: Nicor wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and doesn't want to be a weaver and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Rich, Family. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 900 gp. Blue star sapphire (1300 gp). Sard (50 gp).

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he sports tan clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He has moderate length chestnut hair. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to drow demanding more tribute than usual.

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

Ideals: Persistence, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Mentor. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A middle-aged man, he dresses like a well dressed Sellsword does, and is pretty ugly. His white hair is long and unkept. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Half-Elf in existence. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to be a stableman again

Ideals: Justice, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Slave. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 30 pp. Rock crystal (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His long red hair reaches down to his waist. This brown eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: When he was but 5 years old his parents immigrated from the south. Qualen liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Spice Merchant and was forced into it by his family; and regain custody of his son

Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Nature, Family. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 200 gp. Iolite (60 gp). Azurite (16 gp). Aquamarine (700 gp). 2 Thunderstones.