Description: He wears a brown costume with the symbols of the four houses of cards on his torso. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He has wavy silver hair. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Barkeep but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and to settle down with his crush

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 7000 sp.

Description: An older man who tends to wear a white poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt, he is not a threatening figure. He wears his white hair up in a very large beehive style do. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Duergath isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dwarven unity. A friendly and beautiful Dwarf, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: Duergath was born with his mother's beautiful face. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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. Duergath took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up morningstar and armor he uses now. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Family, Job. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 170 gp.

Description: He has a missing right arm. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He has moderate length silver hair. His eyes are likewise amber.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. As a young child he wandered into the woods despite his mother's warnings against it. Afterwards he claimed he had encountered drow who tried to eat his hand. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to drow demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: A deep hatred of drow.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Gifted. Bonds: Military, Enemies. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 500 sp. Red spinel (40 gp).

Description: This tall, slender man prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His fur is gray and very short. This hazel eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: River wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Rogue, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He is obsessed with his god.

History: He was born into a rich family. 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. River fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and he is content

Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 200 gp. Silver pearl (120 gp). 1 Chain shirt.