Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep blue leather and dull grey iron scale mail. He has done his best to style his silver hair to look like a famous performer. His brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of brigands may trigger it at times.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. Being born in the north, 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 north 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 south. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by brigands. Dûgza was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the brigands.

Motivation: A deep hatred of brigands; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Bonds: Enemies, Poor, Family. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 1100 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1700 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1800 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (2000 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears long strands of ruby and short yellow dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His hair is short and black. His green eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Brottor is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. One day when Brottor was young, his mother was sewing while trying to overcome the flu, when suddenly his mother dropped to the ground dead. His mother had died from a severe disease that was unknown to the village doctor. Brottor was heart-stricken from the event, and his father started working long hours to provde for them. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and doesn't want to be a roofer and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Fearful, PTSD. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 290 gp.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He has chestnut hair. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. His necromantic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 800 gp. An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (150 gp).

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His black hair is singed and shortened. He has hazel eyes.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Born to a Herbalist, his father struggled to pay the bills. He took after his father in leading caravans. Because they were valued, his father taught him to defend himself. When his father died while fighting drow, the young Naal began to lead the lost caravan. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to drow demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Ideals: Professionalism, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: Just what you see.