Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a black collared shirt and red pants. He accessorizes with a green scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His broad hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This tall, slender man wears suspenders and blue workpants. His shirt is black, and he wears a heavy blue leather apron most of the time. His black hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Marshal. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He's also a talented Mercenary, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Expand his business; and balancing his hectic life and new marshal responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Addict, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 1100 gp. Fire opal (600 gp). Jasper (70 gp). Moss agate (10 gp). Azurite (10 gp). Rose (70 gp). Jet (80 gp).

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears a fancy brown suit. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy silver hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: Trym lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His first spouse was a Server, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insane, Shy, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 1500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a black coat over a pastel low-cut shirt, and a wide-brimmed hat upon his head. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His hair, while still mostly black, has prominent grey streaks. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Gnome in existence. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing writing.

History: The child of a Servant, who enjoyed hunting, Zaffrab was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Zaffrab took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up shortspear and armor he uses now. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Justice, Artistic. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 600 gp. Amber (150 gp). Violet garnet (600 gp). Star rose quartz (60 gp). Aquamarine (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item.