Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'0" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is typically in his Bricklayer uniform. He has no hair. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Like his father and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Bricklayer. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and balancing his hectic life and new bricklayer responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Fearful, Disease. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 800 gp. Deep blue spinel (700 gp). 3 Smokesticks.

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light grey in addition to tight pants. His black hair is singed and shortened. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature spear.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Philantrophist, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man wears an entirely blue suit with red socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His red crest, when down, is lengthy. His eyes are likewise red. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Salasar is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Salasar hails from a village terrorized by drow. At a young age his father died while driving off some drow. His mother being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in monstrous two handed axe use. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to drow demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: A deep hatred of drow; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 10000 sp. Moss agate (5 gp). Red-brown spinel (80 gp). Lapis lazuli (5 gp).

Description: He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'10" when asserting himself. His auburn hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He has several tiny topaz earrings on each ear.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Gardener who has hired him part-time. 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 to a criminal king-pin and mafia family His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. 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. Felgrat fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Has a crush, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His golden hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He was born in the south. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He struck the Fortune-teller job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and to be a spice merchant again

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Rich. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 2600 sp. Azurite (16 gp). Silver pearl (120 gp). Rock crystal (50 gp).