Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a pastel vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His green leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his pastel boots flare out at the collars. His hair is blonde, silky, and of moderate length. He has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Hobart was raised in a hard working conservative environment. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Hobart took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up dagger and armor he uses now. He has worked as a Navigator like his mother before him.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Job. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 200 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (12 gp). Sardonyx (60 gp). Eye agate (12 gp). Rich purple corundum (1100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he very much looks the part of a Miner. He has moderate length dark red hair. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. The war was a terrible time for him, and Leucis does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered poetry. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Miner responsibilities is difficult; and expand his business

Ideals: Optimist, Artistic. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 2000 sp. White opal (1400 gp).

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears a worn and beaten armor. He is an epitome of beauty. His white hair is knotted and matted. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: Kilvar was raised in a hard working conservative environment. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Expand his business; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. 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 is terrified, and will act out of fear; and marry his sister to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful, Mundane. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 700 sp. 1 Masterwork Heavy wooden shield.

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a black shirt, with a violet mid length shorts with violet tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His broad hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

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 keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his mother. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dwarven artifacts is his passion; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Emotional. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.