Description: This fat western man has a bulbous nose and is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing yellow cape and mantle trimmed with soft brown waves gently in the breeze. His skin is also unnaturally pale. He has wavy golden hair. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: Born in the west to a Apothecary, Norman learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Apothecary work with an outfit from a few towns over. Apothecary work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. 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 prove his worth to the world; and he is greedy

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a brown tunic with violet highlights, and long blue pants that bunch up around his shoes. His dark red hair is unkempt and raggedy. His gold unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Fenriz took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up bow and armor he uses now. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 3000 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). Finely wrought small gold bracelet (80 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (900 gp). Gold music box (2000 gp). A silver and pearl hairclip (80 gp).

Description: This man is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His hair is chestnut and curly. His skin is flawless and his blue eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Barber who has hired him part-time. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: The child of a Baker, who enjoyed hunting, Tomi was taken on many hunting expeditions. While he appears to be a normal Halfling, 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. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Tomi fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Fearful, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Nature. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 340 gp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears skinny pants and wears a blue and tan robe with the hood down. His white hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His eyes are brown and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of drow may trigger it at times.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He has had some formal painting training, and achieved minor success. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He wants revenge against drow; and many drow want him driven away

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Artistic. Bonds: Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 4000 cp. Deep blue spinel (800 gp).

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time, marred by beers. His auburn hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He has a dull look in his gray eyes.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. A true patriot, Erevan would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His parents enrolled him in a Druid school at a young age so that he could practice his divine talents. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and wants a kiss

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: Just what you see.