Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His golden hair is lengthy. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed black hat.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He takes great joy in being the best Miller in town.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Miller. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Miller.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Miller responsibilities is difficult; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is wearing a long, tan cloak. His brown hair is greasy and uncared for. His brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A freak accident while working with his Spice Merchant mother left him crippled. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Religious, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'3" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears tattered old clothes. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He takes great joy in being the best Mortician in town.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Brottor grew up listening to his mother's many stories. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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. Brottor took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up halberd and armor he uses now. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Mortician for the past few years.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and expand his business

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 60 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (300 gp).

Description: He dresses in black turtlenecks beneath a pastel coat with tan slacks. He is physically well-built. He wears a colorful flower in his green crest. His gold eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: Heskan was born with his mother's beautiful face. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: To be a Layabout again; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Optimist, Artistic. Flaws: Shy, PTSD. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 2000 sp. Bloodstone (50 gp). Tourmaline (50 gp). Banded agate (16 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 3'1" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a blue costume with the symbols of luck on his torso. His brown hair has been sun bleached extensively. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Roge was raised in a hard working conservative environment. In his 12th year, his parents were killed by a drow raid, leaving Roge alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 10 years.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by drow, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Shy, Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 900 gp.