Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his warhammer with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His orange fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. 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 tends to his Ruler job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: Iolite (50 gp). Rose (50 gp). Amber (160 gp). Banded agate (10 gp). Eye agate (10 gp). White opal (400 gp). Pink pearl (160 gp). Red-brown spinel (160 gp). Obsidian (10 gp).

Description: This exceptionally lanky man prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He wears a feathered hat to hide his balding. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: Born in the north to a Apothecary, Riardon learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He has had some formal writing training, and achieved minor success. Being a Apothecary kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Job, Criminal record, Slave. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 390 pp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (600 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (160 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears professional attire. He carries with him a set of ceremonial daggers on his belt, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He wears his white hair up in a very large beehive style do. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He has all his life been fascinated with singing.

History: Kilvar was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. 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 has never given up on his singing dream.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic, Persistence. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 220 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination, and carries quarterstaffs. He has red hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. 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 dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Enialis fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To end his boredom.

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Impeccable. Flaws: Mundane. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 800 gp. Zircon (20 gp).

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He tends to wear a white poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His purple hair is singed and shortened. He has a dull look in his black eyes.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: Zephan hails from a village terrorized by giants. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it; and many giants want him driven away

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Impulsive. Bonds: Enemies, In love. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 3000 gp. A detailed rose, with petals and thorns, constructed of silver and electrum (50 gp). A small bag of saffron. (50 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1100 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). 1 Medium magic item.