Description: A 6'10" eastern man, he likes to wear red tank tops with black pants. His dark red hair is smooth and relatively long. His black eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

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 works hard and plays hard.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Tethren was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. 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 became a Spice Merchant soon after.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and to be a actor again

Flaws: Hedonist, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 4000 sp. Hematite (15 gp). Onyx (20 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. His black hair is matted, messy, and big. He has gleaming, smiling silver eyes.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Guard. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Guard.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Guardian. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

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. With a patchy golden beard and wild golden hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Morkral embodies much of what other species detest in the Dwarves. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. 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. After a long history of fighting, Morkral and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Extrovert. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he typically wears black cloth garments or leather armor. His black crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His gold eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing painting.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Maagog took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up rapier and armor he uses now. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Maagog fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 9000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his kukri with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly kukris and greataxes. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He uses divination through singing.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Passionate, Gifted, Impeccable. Bonds: Criminal record, Mentor. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 400 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (11 gp). 1 Minor magic item.