Description: He has a missing right arm. He usually wears his green robe and has his mace always slung over his shoulder. His black hair is still thick. He has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He moved out west to avoid the crime he committed. Being a Performer kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: Revenge; and he wants revenge against goblins

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Criminal record, Enemies. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 20 gp. Silver pearl (120 gp).

Description: 5'6" and muscular, this southern man tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His moppish chestnut hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Half-Elven companion (his 'brother'). Some 7 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Berrian never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, In love, Job. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 300 gp. Rose (70 gp).

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears suspenders and grey workpants. His shirt is violet, and he wears a heavy grey leather apron most of the time. His hair is red and curly. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. 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: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

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

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies, Military. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 30 pp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He has auburn hair. He has several tiny sapphire earrings on each ear.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his mother.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Mayor arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Optimist, Entrepeneur, Justice. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears professional attire. He wears his silver hair up. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Born in the east to a Barkeep, Braak learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Athletic, Joker, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 15000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.