Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Dragonborn, and stands approximately 6'8". He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle, and his gloved hand is found clutching a spear. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide his balding. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. 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: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to get a good night's sleep

Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Slave. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Religious, Mentor, Enemies, Criminal record. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 1 Silver holy symbol.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a robe, a symbol of luck around his neck, and a shortspear on his belt. With bright blonde hair and a scraggly beard. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. A freak accident while working with his Shipwright father left him crippled. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Addict, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His blue eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. His first spouse was a Barkeep, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Halfling artifacts is his passion; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 4000 sp. Peridot (50 gp). Azurite (4 gp). Carnelian (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 5'0" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears a tattered pair of loose green pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He has a very tight haircut. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with poetry. He constantly tries to fill his life with poetry. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: The child of a Carter, who enjoyed hunting, Lamlûg was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Lamlûg took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up trident and armor he uses now. He bought a trident and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Gruff and masculine

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