Description: Standing 4'2", this man wears a fancy white suit. He has done his best to style his silver hair to look like a famous performer. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Fortune-teller. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Professionalism, Impeccable. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Immigrant. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His long red hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He wears a mask on his 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 spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Alberich abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dwarven artifacts is his passion.

Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Adventurer, Nature, Family. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This younger middle-aged man is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time, and a wedding ring on his left hand. He wears a top hat to cover his moderate length silver crest. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. Some 2 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Tarhun never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: In love, Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His moppish brown hair is in a traditional bowl cut. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He takes great joy in being the best Bricklayer in town.

History: Born in the east to a Bricklayer, Wymar learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. 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. He became a Bricklayer soon after.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Religious. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His black hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. 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 to be a armorer again

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insomniac, Insane. Bonds: Job, In love. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: Lapis lazuli (10 gp). Obsidian (10 gp). Malachite (10 gp).