Description: This late middle aged man wears silk and lounges about seductively and is in decent physical shape. His long auburn hair reaches down to his waist. His brown eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Miner. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. Being a Miner kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His cinnamon fur is unkempt and raggedy. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: Two Llamas was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. While he appears to be a normal Tabaxi, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Two Llamas fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Roofer; and he would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Has a crush. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 290 gp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He wears baggy red pantaloons and a grey scarf. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He has several tiny aquamarine earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. Being born in the east, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the east for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and marry his sister to traveling adventurers

Bonds: Slave, Rich, Attractive, Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 20000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a white coat. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His hair is blonde and curly. His brown eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He uses divination through singing.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 5 years.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he is greedy

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Disease. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.