Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he likes to wear ponchos typically of a light green in addition to tight pants. His gold crest is long and unkept. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He hates drow. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Dragonborns in the east were limited. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to drow demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and to end his boredom

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Enemies, Rich, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 1800 pp. 1 Medium magic item. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is typically in his Weaver uniform. His hair is long and chestnut with streaks of silver, and is pulled back with small black clips. His beard is silver, braided, and well cared for. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He has all his life been fascinated with dancing.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Weaver arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He struck the Weaver job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Addict, Ugly. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 350 gp.

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with broad hat. He has shaved his head bald. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: Born in the south to a Server, Olgoth learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. In his 14th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father 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 has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and balancing his hectic life and new server responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Emotional, Selfish, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Server

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Halfling, and stands approximately 2'11". He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during, and his gloved hand is found clutching a lance. With bright auburn hair and a scraggly beard. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: Born to a Stableman, his mother struggled to pay the bills. Stannor abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Flaws: Shy, Lazy. Bonds: Adventurer, Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: Jet (40 gp).

Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He carries with him a set of hammers, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His long golden hair reaches down to his waist. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Marshal born in the past three hundred years. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: Born in the south to a Marshal, Warryn learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. His childhood dream was to be a Scribe, but he was a colossal failure. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and expand his business

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 22000 sp.