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 is dressed in earthy colors with a blue and brown handkerchief worn on his left side. His hair is short and black. His brown eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson blue hat.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 43. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. 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: He was raised in a desert tribe. Bilbron liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. Some 5 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Bilbron never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious, Nature, In love. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'7" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a worn and beaten armor. He has silver hair. His eyes are violet and beady.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when illithids swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to illithids demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: A deep hatred of illithids.

Flaws: Ugly, Greedy, Addict. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 40 pp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty grey coat over it. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. He wears a feathered hat to cover his moderate length silver hair. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. In his 13th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother 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 now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and retire the richest man in the west

Ideals: Philantrophist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Fearful. Occupation: Server

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 260 gp. Chrysoprase (30 gp). Obsidian (13 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 is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing white cape and mantle trimmed with soft black waves gently in the breeze. His black hair is smooth and relatively long. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He takes great joy in being the best Spy in town.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Aerdeth has worked very hard to control his curse. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: To be a Butcher again; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: This man wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a red coat, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His beige fur is heavily combed to the right. His yellow eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. 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 Herbalist. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Herbalist.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Impeccable, Optimist. Bonds: Military, Job, Family. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.