Description: He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His black hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. His eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the east. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: He got into the Fortune-teller business at a young age. His parents were killed by dire rats in a raid when he was still a young child. The dire rats captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by dire rats. Solomon was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the dire rats.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Halflings. His skin is dark but he possesses many grey ritualistic tattoos. He prefers to wear flannel. He wears a colorful flower in his red hair. His blue eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his singing with anyone who is interested.

History: Ghaliver was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and doesn't want to be a dyer and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Poor. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 5000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He has styled his rusty crest well, parting it to the left. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Bounty Hunter born in the past three hundred years. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Pijjirik grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He worked as a nervous Bounty Hunter and found it very stressful. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and expand his business

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Impulsive, Greedy. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: Red-brown spinel (150 gp). Azurite (13 gp). Carnelian (30 gp). Star rose quartz (30 gp). Rhodochrosite (13 gp). Hematite (13 gp). Hematite (13 gp). Lapis lazuli (13 gp).

Description: He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His crest is gold, silky, and of moderate length. He has red 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 seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. 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. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: Mundane, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 300 gp. Old masterpiece painting (2300 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (140 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (900 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp).

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He very much looks the part of a Herbalist. His golden hair is thinning but still full. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: He got into the Herbalist business at a young age. He worked as a nervous Herbalist and found it very stressful. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Herbalist for the past few years.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Addict, Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Soft and mumbly

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