Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'3" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light tan in addition to tight pants. His brown hair is cut short. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. 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: He was born into a rich family. Frederick liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and many dire rats want him driven away

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 120 gp. Golden pearl (40 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His blue crest is still thick. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Dragonborn conditions. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Heskan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 240 gp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His silver hair is long and unkept. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Gnomish companion (his 'brother'). He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and obtaining odd cultural gnomish artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: With tan face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears tattered old clothes. His blonde hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is a Mortician first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Roondar liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He has worked as a Mortician like his mother before him.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.