Description: He is a mite stocky and sports brown clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His white hair is cut short. His gray eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born in a small desert village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Boddynock took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up scythe and armor he uses now. He's also a talented Barrister, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Justice, Joker. Bonds: Nature, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'7" when asserting himself. His blue hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He got into the Barkeep business at a young age. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Valafar took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sai and armor he uses now. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Expand his business; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Nature. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 380 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He stands about 6'7" and likes to wear red tank tops with white pants. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. He keeps his long white fur kept up in a rat tail. He is baby faced.

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 enjoys reading and quiet.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his mother. 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 Unemployed. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 10 years.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Thieves’ tools. 1 Silk rope. 1 Climber’s kit.

Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He has a very tight haircut. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: The child of a Map Maker, who enjoyed hunting, Broce was taken on many hunting expeditions. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature kukri.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and to settle down with his crush

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Impeccable. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 5000 sp. Malachite (16 gp). Citrine (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He wears a deerstalker hat to hide his balding. His eyes are likewise red.

Personality: He hates Tieflings with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: When he was but 8 years old his parents immigrated from the north. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Tiefling conditions. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Racist, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: Tiger eye turquoise (7 gp). Carnelian (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.