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 wears a brown costume with the symbols of strength on his torso. He has wavy red crest. He has a dull look in his gold eyes.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the north. Through the years after Nadarr was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Nadarr's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. After a long history of fighting, Nadarr and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: This man usually wears his black robe and has his dagger always slung over his shoulder, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His brown hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. He is obsessed with his god.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Roofer arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He has had some formal painting training, and achieved minor success. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Roofer and was forced into it by his family; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Rich, Family. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 100 sp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination, marred by sweets. His black hair is braided into rings. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. 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: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Selfish. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears violet painted combat armor at almost all times. He wears a deerstalker hat to cover his moderate length black hair. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Riardon hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his writing career. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Riardon was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Revenge; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Artistic, Logical, Persistence. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Server

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 400 gp. Zircon (30 gp). 1 Average lock. 1 Masterwork Thieves’ tools. 1 Good lock.

Description: A middle-aged man, he is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest, and is pretty ugly. His crest is blue and curly. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Azzakh grew up listening to his father's many stories. 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 has achieved small success as a Masseuse.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Family. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.