Description: He is a husky man, who wears tattered old clothes. He keeps his long brown hair kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are amber and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. 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: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His first spouse was a Servant, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and marry his sister to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Emotional, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 1900 sp. 1 Backpack.

Description: He is renowned for his bright tan suits and hats. He is portly but not overly obese. He keeps his white crest in a pixie cut. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. 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: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence, Impeccable. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 600 gp. Jet (60 gp). Silver pearl (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a blue shirt with thin red vertical stripes and black pants. His purple hair is still thick. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He got into the Bowyer business at a young age. While he appears to be a normal Tiefling, 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. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Athletic, Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He dresses well, wearing grey shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He carries with him a set of halberds, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He sports a long auburn beard, and similarly colored long hair. His blue eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. 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, Dreali is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: He is wearing a long, green, dusty cloak. He carries a battered rapier and tarnished shortbow as well. He wears his golden hair up in a very large beehive style do. He has brown eyes and a green hat with a brown feather.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the east; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 80 gp.