Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Dwarf, and stands approximately 4'2". He prefers to wear flannel, and his gloved hand is found clutching a ceremonial dagger. He wears a broad hat to cover his moderate length blonde hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is a Masseuse first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Traubon was born on a far southern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Masseuse. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by drow. Traubon was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the drow.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 400 gp. Coral (150 gp). Malachite (16 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a tattered pair of loose yellow pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His hair is short and red. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines violet.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and he would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Has a crush. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 3000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man wears red robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a sword, but if one is not available he will default to his dagger. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He has done his best to style his blonde hair to look like a famous performer. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the west. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Born to a Actor, his mother struggled to pay the bills. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Spice Merchant hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to settle down with his crush

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is lean but muscular and sports yellow clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He sports a long red beard, and similarly colored long hair. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. 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: To end his boredom; and he made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it

Ideals: Philantrophist, Artistic. Flaws: Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Debt. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: This northern man is wearing a long, tan, dusty cloak. His clothes are grease stained in places. His golden hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was born in the north. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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. Efferil took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up scythe and armor he uses now. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 100 gp.