Description: Standing 4'0", this man sports pastel clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He has moderate length black hair. His brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Bricklayer born in the past three hundred years. Beloril enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: Born in the south to a Bricklayer, Beloril learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. When Beloril reached his early adolescence his Dwarf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Revenge; and to be a barkeep again

Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Job, Military, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 2'10" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears skinny pants and wears a pastel and grey robe with the hood down. He wears a top hat to hide his balding. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. As he has aged he has sought to do reparations for his actions as a youth. He is also making sure that his compatriots who never received punishment for their crimes are brought to justice.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is greedy

Ideals: Opinionated, Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His silver hair is singed and shortened. His ears are large.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. 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 wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Justice, Optimist, Persistence, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 100 gp. Golden pearl (100 gp).

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a yellow shirt with thin red vertical stripes and tan pants. His black hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. This amber eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Born in the east to a Cartwright, Ghaliver learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 3 years.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and to unite with his brother

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Guardian, Job, Family. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 10000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a green vest and prefers tan and violet shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His black crest is braided into rings. His gold eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

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 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: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Shamash was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. 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. Shamash took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up nunchaku and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 300 gp. White opal (1200 gp). Iolite (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.