Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His deerstalker hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He takes great joy in being the best Slave Trader in town.

History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the north. After coming to the age of reason, Valafar took it upon himself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Slave Trader for the past few years.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Mercenary. His black hair is thinning but still full. His eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Kilvar took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up trident 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: He seems to be bored by most things.

Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Family, Military, Nature. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a blue shirt, with a green mid length shorts with green tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His hair is blonde and very short. This hazel eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. Adelard enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature bow.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Roofer

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

Possessions: 400 pp. Freshwater pearl (4 gp). Jet (80 gp). Carnelian (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Halfling, and stands approximately 3'4". He wears bulky brown painted plate armor, and his gloved hand is found clutching a pickaxe. He wears a broad hat to hide his balding. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. 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: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Thorpe 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. Being a Mayor kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Flaws: Selfish, Fearful. Bonds: Religious, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is very fat, and is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His hair, while still mostly white, has prominent grey streaks. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with singing. He constantly tries to fill his life with singing. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Anthony took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sai and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Military, Nature. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 20 gp.