Description: He is in excellent shape and prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Barkeep who has hired him part-time. 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: A powerful wizard made him what he is. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Shoemaker. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire.

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Bonds: Rich, Has a crush, Mentor. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 1400 gp. Alexandrite (1000 gp). Alexandrite (1000 gp). Azurite (15 gp). Rock crystal (20 gp). Deep green spinel (100 gp). Amber (100 gp).

Description: He wears dull white sweaters, loose red pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed sai, just in case, and he perpetually has his sai ready. His auburn hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. He has amber eyes and a white hat with a red feather.

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. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the north. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. Being a Ploughman 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 is greedy; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Bonds: Criminal record, Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 4000 gp. A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (150 gp).

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. Sporting a black mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He has amber eyes and a black hat with a grey feather.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 5000 sp. Golden yellow topaz (1600 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His silver hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: Born to a Masseuse, his father struggled to pay the bills. While he appears to be a normal Half-Elf, 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. Fivin fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.