Description: This man is dressed in a clean white cloak covering his clean studded leather. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized ruby on his left hand. He wears his golden hair down. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is obsessed with his god.

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 had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. 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: His religion dominates his actions.

Flaws: Mundane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He is typically in his Slave Trader uniform. His long golden hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. 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 born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He has worked as a Slave Trader like his mother before him.

Motivation: Expand his business; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 7000 sp. A necklace of small pink pearls (2000 gp). Old masterpiece painting (900 gp).

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. He is bald on top and has large silver tufts of hair around his ears. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Purban grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Purban. He bought a kukri and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Selfish. Bonds: Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a yellow vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His black leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his yellow boots flare out at the collars. His hair, while still mostly chestnut, has prominent grey streaks. His hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Baker arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Oblar was born on a far northern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Baker. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable, Philantrophist. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 2000 sp.