Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a green shirt, with a brown mid length shorts with brown tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His silver hair is greasy and uncared for. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 6. 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 passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: Born in the west to a Cartwright, Darrow learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. His childhood dream was to be a Hunter, but he was a colossal failure. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his kukri with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He has done his best to style his red crest to look like a famous performer. His red eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Dyer but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Dyer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Guardian, Poor. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 340 gp.

Description: He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light brown in addition to tight pants. He is physically well-built. He wears his blonde hair up. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and he has a crush on the local doctor

Ideals: Optimist, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Immigrant, Has a crush. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is very fat, and wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his sickle with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide his balding. His red eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Stableman. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. 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: He was born into a rich family. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Dragonborn companion (his 'brother'). He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: Alexandrite (1300 gp). Red-brown spinel (80 gp). Obsidian (7 gp). Jasper (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment, and is pretty ugly. His red hair is smooth and relatively long. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He is an amazing painter.

History: He was born in a small forest village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Boddynock took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up sword and armor he uses now. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he is content

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 600 gp.