Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty brown coat over it, and is pretty ugly. He has done his best to style his silver hair to look like a famous performer. His hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Namfoodle hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his painting career. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He comes from a rich eastern family. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers; and to unite with his sister

Ideals: Artistic, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 60 pp. Violet garnet (1400 gp). Smoky quartz (30 gp).

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light black in addition to tight pants. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He has no hair. He has hazel eyes and a black hat with a grey feather.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Galinndan took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up morningstar and armor he uses now. 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: A rival would like him out of the picture; and seeks redemption

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Slave, Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He wears an entirely grey suit with tan socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He wears his red hair up in a very large beehive style do. His eyes are gray.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is greedy

Ideals: Justice, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He wears a feathered hat to hide his balding. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

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. A true patriot, Nybarg would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Masseuse work with an outfit from a few towns over. Masseuse work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has never given up on his dancing dream.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic, Logical. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 600 gp. White pearl (150 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (11 gp). Sard (70 gp). Chalcedony (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The light-skinned man stands 4'11" and very much looks the part of a Brewer. His black hair is heavily combed to the left. His eyes are gray and catlike.

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 Elf in existence. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He has worked as a Brewer like his mother before him.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Military. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 390 gp. Deep green spinel (70 gp). 8 Acid flasks.