Description: An older man who wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his sickle with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt, he is not a threatening figure. His golden hair is knotted and matted. His skin is flawless and his brown eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He is an amazing painter.

History: Wiggan was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. His first spouse was a Mercenary, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He was granted divine powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and doesn't want to be a barkeep and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Family. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 6000 gp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (120 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (3000 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1400 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (700 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (700 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (1000 gp). 1 Medium magic item. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty violet coat over it, and carries clubs. With bright brown hair and a scraggly beard. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He is an amazing painter.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. While he appears to be a normal Half-Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Wymar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1200 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (70 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (700 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (1000 gp).

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He has done his best to style his brass crest to look like a famous performer. His fierce red eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He tends to his Dyer job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Artistic. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 1800 pp. A delicate brass dragon egg (30 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (500 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (60 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (60 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1500 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1500 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (60 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (4000 gp). Gold music box (4000 gp). Solid gold idol (500 gp). Solid gold idol (500 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (200 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (500 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (60 gp). 1 Medium magic item. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears skinny pants and wears a tan and green robe with the hood down. His hair is golden, silky, and of moderate length. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He's also a talented Glassblower, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and expand his business

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 400 gp. Pink pearl (110 gp). Alexandrite (500 gp). Jade (110 gp).

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Dwarves. His skin is light but he possesses many violet ritualistic tattoos. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with black lining and desert motifs. His hair, while still mostly blonde, has prominent grey streaks. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: His psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Adrik 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 was granted psionic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Many giants want him driven away; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 1000 sp.