Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His golden hair is greasy and uncared for. His eyes are brown and beady.

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 is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his father. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Dwarves in the north were limited. Some 8 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Vonbin never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

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

Ideals: Philantrophist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, In love, Job. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 100 gp. Rose (50 gp).

Description: He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He carries with him a set of quarterstaffs, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has wavy white hair. His ears are large.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.

History: Kellen lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Kellen took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up quarterstaff and armor he uses now. 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. Kellen fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Nature. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 1200 gp. Alexandrite (500 gp). Sardonyx (80 gp). Freshwater pearl (13 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide his balding. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Fisher work with an outfit from a few towns over. Fisher work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Half-Orc artifacts is his passion; and to settle down with his crush

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Slave, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Backpack.

Description: He wears baggy blue pantaloons and a green scarf. He carries with him a set of tridents, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His black crest is matted, messy, and big. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Bather born in the past three hundred years. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Heskan was raised in a hard working conservative environment. In his 17th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 1000 gp. Eye agate (9 gp). Rhodochrosite (9 gp). Moss agate (9 gp).