Description: He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep violet leather and dull black iron scale mail. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his sickle, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. His auburn hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. While he appears to be a normal Dwarf, 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 has worked as a Tanner like his father before him.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Forgetful, Insane, Greedy. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: Moss agate (11 gp).

Description: An older man who is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down, he is not a threatening figure. He wears his chestnut hair up in a very large beehive style do. His amber eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Aerdeth isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: The child of a Fortune-teller, who enjoyed hunting, Aerdeth was taken on many hunting expeditions. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Nature, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 200 sp. Red garnet (90 gp). Chrysoberyl (90 gp).

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He wears a colorful flower in his red hair. His silver eyes peer out from beneath his broad yellow hat.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. 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 orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Paymon fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Cynical, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He very much looks the part of a Fletcher. His hair is short and blue. His black unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He worked as a nervous Fletcher and found it very stressful. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Gifted, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: He has a missing left arm. He wears an entirely brown suit with blue socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to cover his moderate length copper crest. His eyes are gold and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. While he appears to be a normal Dragonborn, 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 has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 1500 gp. Silver pearl (150 gp). Chalcedony (70 gp). Zircon (70 gp). Rhodochrosite (15 gp). Amber (150 gp).