Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His white crest is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: He was born into a rich family. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 2000 sp. Malachite (4 gp).

Description: This man wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized green coat. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His beige fur is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. His copper eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Flame will drive conversation. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Cook profession.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Courier work with an outfit from a few towns over. Courier work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 6 years.

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

Ideals: Extrovert. Bonds: Job, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: This man is very fat, and wears dull pastel sweaters, loose white pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed hand crossbow, just in case. His red hair has been sun bleached extensively. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Mord was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Fletcher. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by drow, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Enemies, Job. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 1300 pp. Gold cup set with emeralds (2000 gp). Solid gold idol (200 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (600 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (800 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (200 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (2000 gp). Jeweled anklet (2000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (600 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (6000 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (800 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). Solid gold idol (200 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (6000 gp). 1 Medium magic item. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: This late middle aged man sports black clothing, slightly heavier than average wear and is in decent physical shape. His tied-back hair is black. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Brogg was raised in a hard working conservative environment. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Brogg took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up whip and armor he uses now. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 1200 gp.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a blue coat. He sports a long blonde beard, and similarly colored long hair. His eyes are amber.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He is fiercely devoted to his mother, and views his mother's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-brother.

History: Alexandre was born the youngest of three triplets. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and regain custody of his daughter

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Family, Criminal record, Has a crush. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: Just what you see.