Description: This western man is abnormally tall. He is wearing a long, black cloak. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He has black hair. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gold.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Cimer was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He struck the Fortune-teller job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Persistence, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Mentor. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 1600 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a grey vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His black leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his grey boots flare out at the collars. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy auburn hair. His eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: He hates Halflings with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Gifted from a young age, Fulbar studied abroad. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Halfling conditions. He has worked as a Mayor like his father before him.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Racist, Insane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 50 gp.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His dark red hair is braided into rings. His black eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Mormo took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up nunchaku and armor he uses now. He has achieved small success as a Healer.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Disciplined, Logical. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Nature, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears just a grey suit. He has shaved his head bald. His ears are large.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Folgûm took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up longbow and armor he uses now. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: Just what you see.