Description: This man is very fat, and tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His hair is long and brown with streaks of white, and is pulled back with small grey clips. His beard is white, braided, and well cared for. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: He got into the Apothecary business at a young age. In his 12th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He tends to his Apothecary job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. Red garnet (130 gp). Sardonyx (30 gp). Chrysoprase (30 gp).

Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his axe, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a clover on it. His tied-back hair is brown. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: Born to a Bricklayer, his mother struggled to pay the bills. His mother worked until he suffered an accident while they were digging through a hill for a new route. He had to support his now crippled mother and took his mother's old job. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Ruler and was forced into it by his family.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Fighting. Bonds: Family, Nature, Poor. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 5000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy silver stubble. He is wearing a long, green cloak. He has a hunchback. His head has been shaved. He has hazel eyes and a green hat with a blue feather.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: Frederick was born the youngest of three triplets. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: A deep hatred of orcs; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Family, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His moppish red hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His parents enrolled him in a Warlock school at a young age so that he could practice his druidic talents. 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: Further expansion of business; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His tied-back hair is white. His eyes are violet and catlike.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Wymar is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born in the west to a Priest, Wymar learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and balancing his hectic life and new priest responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Job, Military, Religious. Occupation: Priest

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

Possessions: Eye agate (8 gp). Amethyst (150 gp). Zircon (30 gp). Emerald (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item.