Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized grey coat. He has moderate length chestnut hair. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Merchant profession.

History: Caeldrim was born with his mother's beautiful face. His childhood dream was to be a Merchant, but he was a colossal failure. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 4 years.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Performer responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 100 sp.

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 5'5" and typically wears tan cloth garments or leather armor. His brown hair, when down, is lengthy. He has several tiny amber earrings on each ear.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 400 gp. Chrysoberyl (50 gp). Sard (70 gp). Jade (50 gp). Red spinel (50 gp). 1 Spyglass.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His golden hair is knotted and matted. His fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Tailor hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. 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's repulsed by the PC; and to end his boredom

Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Poor. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 500 pp. Embroidered and bejeweled glove (2000 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (300 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). Solid gold idol (700 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (800 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (800 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (300 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (700 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (8000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with white colored cloaks and clothing. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He has no hair. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. 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: Namfoodle was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Namfoodle was born on a far northern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Sage. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature falchion.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Flaws: Ugly, Greedy. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 600 gp.