Description: This man is renowned for his bright tan suits and hats, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He keeps his cinnamon fur in a pixie cut. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He hates giants. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. 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 at the edge of vast island. A gifted student he started as a Adventurer, but he got bored and became a Server. He has dedicated himself to building a better kind of golem.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and he would like to get married and retire

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Adventurer, Nature, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Server

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 3000 cp. Red-brown spinel (60 gp).

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright grey and brown, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He is bald on top and has large white tufts of hair around his ears. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Quarion was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Professionalism, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Slave. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 200 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is lean but muscular and tends to wear a large violet jacket. He wears a colorful flower in his blonde hair. He has several tiny jet earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Barkeep. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. 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: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his father. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Dreali took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up hand crossbow and armor he uses now. He bought a hand crossbow and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Job, In love, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a white collared shirt and black pants. He accessorizes with a green scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He is fiercely devoted to his father, and views his father's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-sister.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. 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. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Kilvar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 500 sp. Sard (50 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He prefers to wear brown clothing when he does not wear armor. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He has no hair. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was born in the west. Euron was born on a far western mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Soapmaker. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Fletcher. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and marry his brother to traveling adventurers

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Immigrant, Has a crush, Family. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 500 sp.