Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He keeps his white hair in a pixie cut. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He hates Humans with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Human people; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Racist, Shy. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 1200 gp.

Description: 5'2" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His hair is always cut to a buzz. He has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.

Personality: He hates goblins. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Being born in the south, 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 south 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 north. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to goblins demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Fletcher and was forced into it by his family; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 3000 sp. Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (140 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1100 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is renowned for his bright violet suits and hats, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His hair is silver and curly. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker violet hat.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. 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: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. In his 14th year, his parents were killed by a goblins raid, leaving Nim alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by goblins. Nim was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the goblins.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by goblins, and he desires to right it; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 100 gp. Malachite (4 gp). Moonstone (30 gp).

Description: 3'5" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears silk and lounges about seductively. His chestnut hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. 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 a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. 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 illithids, the young Frouse began to lead the lost caravan. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and he desires to right it.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Hedonist, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 500 gp. Jet (140 gp). Rhodochrosite (15 gp).