Description: He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He is portly but not overly obese. His auburn hair has been sun bleached extensively. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. A gifted student he started as a Butcher, but he got bored and became a Brewer. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Brewer for the past few years.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: He very much looks the part of a Miner. He has styled his silver hair well, parting it to the right. His eyes are violet and beady.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Miner for the past few years.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and expand his business

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 1300 sp. Star rose quartz (80 gp). Red-brown spinel (110 gp).

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Halflings. His skin is light but he possesses many grey ritualistic tattoos. He wears tan robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a club, but if one is not available he will default to his crossbow. He sports a flattop hair cut. His eyes are likewise violet.

Personality: This man loves singing and to teach people singing more than just about anything. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of brigands may trigger it at times.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. A freak accident while working with his Beggar mother left him crippled. He has never given up on his singing dream.

Motivation: Many brigands want him driven away; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Enemies, Poor. Occupation: Performer

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 500 sp. Pink pearl (40 gp).

Description: A plain young-adult man, he is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is a Blacksmith first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When Riardon reached his early adolescence his Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Blacksmith for the past few years.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Religious, Rich, Military. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 270 gp.

Description: This malnourished man does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He wears a colorful flower in his blue hair. His silver eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Damakos was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Expert, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Expert in service of a powerful lord somewhere. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. Some 5 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Damakos never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Adventurer, In love. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 500 gp. Bloodstone (60 gp). Jet (100 gp).