Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears dark leathers with embroidery. He wears his blonde hair down. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He got into the Miller business at a young age. 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. Glim took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up lance and armor he uses now. He tends to his Miller job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: To be a Bricklayer again; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He is typically in his Map Maker uniform. His auburn hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Gennal isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. A gifted student he started as a Marshal, but he got bored and became a Map Maker. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To be a Marshal again.

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 100 gp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (300 gp).

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he is wearing a long, green, dusty cloak. His green crest is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. His ears are large.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Tarhun lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He worked as a nervous Ruler and found it very stressful. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Bowyer they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Ruler, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: Expand his business; and to get a good night's sleep

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant, Family, Job. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His brown hair is still thick. His eyes are black and catlike.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He has never given up on his dancing dream.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Optimist, Artistic. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Guardian, Religious. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The light-skinned man stands 2'11" and wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His silver hair has been sun bleached extensively. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Soapmaker profession.

History: Watson was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. 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. Watson fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Job, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 26000 cp.