Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he is dressed in earthy colors with a yellow and black handkerchief worn on his left side. His blonde hair is long and unkept. His violet eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Guard arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: This younger middle-aged man typically wears blue cloth garments or leather armor, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His red hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He hates Dwarves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He is an amazing painter.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Nalral was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Nalral decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He was granted arcane powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: In love, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of luck around his neck, and a bastard sword on his belt. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His white hair is knotted and matted. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines red.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: Born in the south to a Fletcher, Ekemon learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 7 years.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: In love, Job. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: German accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'7" when asserting himself. His blue hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He got into the Barkeep business at a young age. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Valafar took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sai and armor he uses now. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Expand his business; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Nature. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 380 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.