Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is dressed in earthy colors with a grey and tan handkerchief worn on his left side. His red hair has been sun bleached extensively. His blue eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. Korag enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Korag took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up hammer and armor he uses now. 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; and someone believes him a fraud

Flaws: Mundane, Hedonist. Bonds: Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: An older man who wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a black coat, he is not a threatening figure. His silver hair is long and unkept. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Cynical, Shy. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 1900 gp. Sard (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This southern man wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His clothes are grease stained in places. His gold crest is heavily combed to the right. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his father. Valorean was born on a far southern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Layabout. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and wants a kiss

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Attractive, Has a crush. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 30000 cp. Jeweled gold crown (4000 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (2000 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (600 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (900 gp).

Description: This slender man stands about 4'3". He sports white clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His white hair is singed and shortened. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Morgran's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Bowyer they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Carpenter, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Carpenter and was forced into it by his family; and to reunite with his absent mother

Ideals: Impeccable, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 2000 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (900 gp). Jeweled anklet (3000 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (500 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (140 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (900 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). A delicate silver chain set with a tourmaline (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A 4'3" southern man, he likes to wear ponchos typically of a light black in addition to tight pants. His golden hair has been sun bleached extensively. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady blue eyes.

Personality: Traubon hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his writing career. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Born in the south to a Dilettante, Traubon learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and balancing his hectic life and new dilettante responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Enemies, Job, Nature. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 2000 sp. Fire opal (400 gp).