Description: An older man who wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge, he is not a threatening figure. He keeps his long red crest kept up in a rat tail. This red eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Shepherd born in the past three hundred years. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Shepherd. After a long history of fighting, Donaar and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He is content.

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Mundane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 700 gp. Moss agate (10 gp). Hematite (10 gp). Rock crystal (30 gp). Jet (100 gp).

Description: He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 3'2" when asserting himself. His red hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His eyes are a pleasant green.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Tanner who has hired him part-time. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when giants swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: A deep hatred of giants; and he would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Professionalism. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a brown armored body suit, with a simple green line shooting up and back down. He has rusty crest. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He hates goblins. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to goblins demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Many goblins want him driven away; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Bonds: Enemies, Has a crush. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: An older man who wears a green shirt with thin red vertical stripes and violet pants, he is not a threatening figure. His black hair is knotted and matted. His ears are large.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of dire rats may trigger it at times.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

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

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Enemies, Criminal record. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 5000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he likes to wear ponchos typically of a light brown in addition to tight pants. His silver hair is heavily combed to the right. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 25. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Farmer profession.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Mortician arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. 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. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Adrik fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is greedy; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Rich, Family. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 1800 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1800 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (900 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.