Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a tattered pair of loose green pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He is bald on top and has large red tufts of hair around his ears. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Blacksmith hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Athletic, Passionate, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: Sard (60 gp).

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. He has a very tight haircut. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Koeth has worked very hard to control his curse. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Guardian. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy silver stubble. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He has a hunchback. His silver hair is smooth and relatively long. His violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Bricklayer born in the past three hundred years. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Gifted from a young age, Galinndan studied abroad. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 130 gp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 3'11" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep blue leather and dull white iron scale mail. He wears a small hat to hide his balding. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of illithids may trigger it at times.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his father. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and to be a bellfounder again

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies, Immigrant, Job, Family. Occupation: Performer

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 1100 sp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: 5'8" and muscular, this northern man wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He has wavy beige fur. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. While he appears to be a normal Tabaxi, 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 tends to his Shipwright job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Job, Religious. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.