Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He is typically in his Cartwright uniform. He is an epitome of beauty. His hair is blonde and very short. He has violet eyes and a white hat with a violet feather.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Born to a Junk Dealer, his father struggled to pay the bills. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Cartwright.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Silk rope. 1 Bullseye lantern. 1 Good lock. 1 Masterwork Artisan’s tools.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He usually wears his brown robe and has his trident always slung over his shoulder. His long purple hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He hates dire rats. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: He got into the Fortune-teller business at a young age. Because his father participated in the massacre of their homeland, dire rats burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. He was preparing to flee to the north, but the outbreak of war prevented him and his mother from journeying north to reunite his family. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Fortune-teller.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Enemies, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 130 pp. Moonstone (80 gp). Violet garnet (500 gp). Blue sapphire (1600 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 wears a colorful flower in his black hair. His brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Frug is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Locksmith arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: He is greedy; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 10000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His feathered hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His eyes are a pleasant gold.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. While he appears to be a normal Dragonborn, 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. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 280 gp.

Description: He wears a grey cloak and cross-gartered brown stockings. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He is bald on top and has large golden tufts of hair around his ears. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Tordek was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He was granted martial powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 120 pp.