Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a tattered pair of loose white pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He is bald on top and has large golden tufts of hair around his ears. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: Born to a Stableman, his mother struggled to pay the bills. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Masseuse. He tends to his Masseuse job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Expand his business; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Optimist, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He wears a green shirt with thin blue vertical stripes and pastel pants. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He has wavy red hair. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Erdan was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. Now he works as a writing tutor during his time off.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Poor. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a robe, a symbol of magic around his neck, and a mace on his belt. He has no fur. He has a dull look in his yellow eyes.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Fragrant fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 700 gp. Golden yellow topaz (600 gp). Freshwater pearl (8 gp). Moonstone (50 gp). Moss agate (8 gp). Rose (50 gp). Sardonyx (50 gp).

Description: With black face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His golden hair is braided into rings. His green eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Hobart took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up flail and armor he uses now. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: Revenge; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Has a crush, Mentor, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: This man wears white leather gloves, a white jacket, and tight pants. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized aquamarine on his right hand. His brown hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his gray eyes.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He is greedy; and money/treasure

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 200 sp. Obsidian (12 gp). 1 Darkwood Shield.