Description: He wears a green armored body suit, with a simple black line shooting up and back down. His hair is cut close to his head. He has several tiny amber earrings on each ear.

Personality: This man loves writing and to teach people writing more than just about anything. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Frug was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is greedy

Ideals: Artistic, Logical, Persistence. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 2000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His moppish auburn hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He has blue eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Silvo took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up nunchaku and armor he uses now. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Nature, Family. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He wears a tan vest and prefers grey and black shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down, marred by teas. He has wavy golden hair. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. The war was a terrible time for him, and Berrian does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Berrian liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He bought a morningstar and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and to end his boredom

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Nature. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 38000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His bronze crest is knotted and matted. His eyes are red and catlike.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He takes great joy in being the best Body Guard in town.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His parents were killed by giants in a raid when he was still a young child. The giants captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He wants revenge against giants; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Antagonistic, Ugly. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears professional attire. His crest is short and white. His half smiles and red eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of illithids may trigger it at times.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to illithids demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Terse, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Simple lock.