Description: This man is very fat, and wears violet robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a shortbow, but if one is not available he will default to his longbow. He has no hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Shy. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 400 gp. Citrine (70 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care, marred by teas. Sporting a silver mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He has a dull look in his blue eyes.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. Eiravel enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His parents enrolled him in a Adept school at a young age so that he could practice his arcane talents. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Hedonist. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 7000 sp.

Description: This slender man stands about 5'4". He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light brown in addition to tight pants. His small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He struck the Locksmith job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Rich, Job. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is wearing a tight blue one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He is portly but not overly obese. He has dyed his greying white hair a little too much giving a sharp white color. His eyes are likewise amber.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He takes great joy in being the best Tanner in town.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Nature, Family. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Tiefling, and stands approximately 6'9". He usually wears his grey robe and has his quarterstaff always slung over his shoulder, and his gloved hand is found clutching a quarterstaff. He has purple hair. His black eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He was born in the south. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Therai fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Impeccable, Philantrophist, Fighting. Bonds: Immigrant, Has a crush. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 1600 sp. Chalcedony (70 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.