Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His golden hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

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 is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Morgran was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 130 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His chestnut hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 74. 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 is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. 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. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insomniac, Insane. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he is wearing a long, brown cloak. His beige fur is lengthy. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Tabaxis in the south were limited. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 2100 gp. Iolite (60 gp). Brown-green garnet (60 gp). Red spinel (60 gp). Onyx (60 gp). Carnelian (60 gp).

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he is typically in his Crown-heir uniform. His silver hair is greasy and uncared for. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: He got into the Crown-heir business at a young age. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Crown-heir for the past few years.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and to be a ploughman again

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He wears dark leathers with embroidery, marred by beers. His moppish silver hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. While he appears to be a normal Elf, 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. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to settle down with his crush

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 140 gp.