Description: This younger middle-aged man prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman, and a wedding ring on his right hand. He has done his best to style his auburn hair to look like a famous performer. This amber eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Miller who has hired him part-time. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He comes from a rich eastern family. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Half-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Half-Elven doctor. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he has a crush on the local cartwright

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Rich, In love, Has a crush. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a green collared shirt and black pants. He accessorizes with a green scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt, and is pretty ugly. His auburn hair is heavily combed to the right. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Halfling in existence. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Dyer arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His first spouse was a Tanner, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers.

Ideals: Justice, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 4000 gp. Violet garnet (900 gp). Chrysoprase (30 gp). Citrine (30 gp). Rose (30 gp). Deep blue spinel (900 gp). Onyx (30 gp). Fire opal (700 gp). Malachite (8 gp). Red spinel (100 gp). Red spinel (100 gp). Chrysoprase (30 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a fancy brown suit. He wears his chestnut hair up. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 26. 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 seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: Flak was born with his father's beautiful face. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 island due to the painful memories there. Flak took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up bastard sword and armor he uses now. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane, Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 1700 sp.

Description: This man wears an entirely pastel suit with brown socks and a vest with buckled shoes, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His tied-back hair is auburn. He has a dull look in his brown eyes.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Rangrim is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Unemployed arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Dwarves in the west were limited. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and to be a baker again

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 1000 gp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (170 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (2600 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (3000 gp).

Description: He is a mite stocky and dresses in black turtlenecks beneath a brown coat with grey slacks. He has done his best to style his chestnut hair to look like a famous performer. His amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. A friendly and beautiful Half-Elf, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Enemies. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 400 gp.