Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his warhammer, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a card on it. He has a long white beard with little hanging trinkets. He has several tiny amber earrings on each ear.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: To end his boredom.

Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'2" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with black lining and desert motifs. With bright blonde hair and a scraggly beard. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Nuraval was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Justice, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Guardian, Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 9000 cp.

Description: An older man who wears a fancy brown suit, he is not a threatening figure. He has a blonde handlebar mustache and slicked back blonde hair. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He hates drow. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when drow swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Map Maker work with an outfit from a few towns over. Map Maker work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He struck the Map Maker job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Half-Orc people; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Fearful, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Religious, Job. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 50 pp.

Description: This man is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His hair is red and curly. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He has all his life been fascinated with poetry.

History: He was born in the north. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Gnomish conditions. 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 feels kind of lost in life; and gnomish compassion

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Mundane, Racist, Depressed. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Server

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: Violet garnet (900 gp). Chrysoprase (50 gp). Azurite (14 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized black coat. He carries with him a set of crossbows on his belt, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. When Forcas reached his early adolescence his Tiefling father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Forcas fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.