Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down, marred by teas. He wears a deerstalker hat to cover his moderate length white hair. His green eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: Drogo was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Monk, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Monk in service of a powerful lord somewhere. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Mercenary hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is his passion

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 400 gp. An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (50 gp). 1 Thunderstones. 2 Alchemist’s fire. 1 Everburning torch.

Description: He wears a yellow wide-brimmed hat and yellow clothes. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his falchion, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. His red hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Born in the south to a Barrister, Norman learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Barrister work with an outfit from a few towns over. Barrister work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. Recently the stress of being a Barrister has made it difficult for him to sleep.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Impulsive, Insomniac, Insane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Barrister

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

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He very much looks the part of a Carpenter. He wears a feathered hat to hide his balding. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his feathered tan hat.

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. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Gifted from a young age, Hunter studied abroad. After coming to the age of reason, Hunter took it upon himself to study the divine arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. 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.

Ideals: Athletic, Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 5'8". He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination, and his gloved hand is found clutching a ceremonial dagger. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy black hair. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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. Wymar took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up ceremonial dagger and armor he uses now. 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. Wymar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Breastplate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: This late middle aged man has the majority of his body covered in plate and is in decent physical shape. He has no hair. 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 takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His childhood dream was to be a Shepherd, but he was a colossal failure. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Addict. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 8000 cp. Sardonyx (50 gp). Iolite (50 gp).