Description: This man is tall and muscular. He dresses in black turtlenecks beneath a grey coat with red slacks. His silver hair is braided into rings. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 62. 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. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: Zûmug was born the youngest of three triplets. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers.

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: In love, Family. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He very much looks the part of a Blacksmith. He carries a battered flail and tarnished whip as well. His hair is auburn and curly. His eyes are likewise green.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He became a Blacksmith soon after.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Attractive. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 3000 gp. A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (100 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (100 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (2300 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). Solid gold idol (500 gp). Gold cup set with emeralds (12000 gp). Finely wrought small gold bracelet (80 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1800 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (5000 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He has a missing left leg. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His black fur is long and unkept. He is baby faced.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

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. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He was granted druidic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His Stetson hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the west. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered west to less war torn lands. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, PTSD. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 400 gp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (900 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (1000 gp). Solid gold idol (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This fat southern man has a bulbous nose and tends to wear a large white jacket. His skin is also unnaturally pale. He wears his blonde hair up in a very large beehive style do. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady brown eyes.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. 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. Darrak took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up falchion and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Military, Nature, Slave. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: Just what you see.