Description: He wears dark leathers with embroidery, and he perpetually has his quarterstaff ready. He has a auburn handlebar mustache and slicked back auburn hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Kellen's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Kellen grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Gnomish companion (his 'brother'). Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Kellen fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Logical. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears yellow trousers with green and black striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He has done his best to style his red crest to look like a famous performer. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines red.

Personality: He is mildly Dragonborn supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Dragonborn activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Dragonborn doctor. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Disease. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a black costume with the symbols of his god on his torso. His white hair is braided into rings. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Rimmon isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Tiefling unity. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the west. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. 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 possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 1000 sp. Carnelian (80 gp). Fire opal (1400 gp). 1 Chain shirt. 1 Banded mail.

Description: An older man who prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs, he is not a threatening figure. His tied-back hair is chestnut. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. 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 is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. A freak accident while working with his Scribe mother left him crippled. Some 10 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Oloric never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: Many giants want him driven away; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Job, In love, Enemies. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 290 gp.