Description: This man stands a little under 5'1" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His chestnut hair is heavily combed to the right. He has a dull look in his silver eyes.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: The child of a Crown-heir, who enjoyed hunting, Rimmon was taken on many hunting expeditions. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and he is content

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Mundane, Greedy. Bonds: Nature, Rich. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This malnourished man wears a simple brown robe with green stripes complete with hood. With a patchy chestnut beard and wild chestnut hair. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing music.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a tight fitting blue shirt and pants. His hair is black and curly. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He tends to his Jeweler job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He is content; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Justice, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Disease, Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 50 pp. Onyx (60 gp).

Description: He wears a violet Stetson hat and violet clothes, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'3" when asserting himself. He is bald on top and has large brown tufts of hair around his ears. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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. Gennal took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up sickle and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Insomniac, Fearful. Bonds: Military, Nature. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 200 pp. Malachite (4 gp). Golden pearl (80 gp). Onyx (60 gp). White pearl (80 gp). Alexandrite (1500 gp). Star ruby (1200 gp). Deep green spinel (80 gp). Fire opal (1200 gp). Iolite (60 gp). Tourmaline (80 gp). Azurite (4 gp).

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he wears dark leathers with embroidery. His head has been shaved. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Justice, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 300 gp.