Description: This eastern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears dark leathers with embroidery. With bright blonde hair and a scraggly beard. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Farmer who has hired him part-time. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Has a crush, Military, Religious. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is dressed in earthy colors with a violet and pastel handkerchief worn on his left side. He carries with him a set of bows, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His black hair is singed and shortened. This gray eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: He was born in a small mountains village. His childhood dream was to be a Blacksmith, but he was a colossal failure. He struck the Slave Trader job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to be a blacksmith again

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Has a crush, Nature, Job. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: German accent

Possessions: Deep blue spinel (1000 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (6 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1000 gp).

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he wears black leather gloves, a black jacket, and tight pants. His brown hair is still thick. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his gray eyes.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Born in the north to a Apothecary, Don learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. 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 Apothecary. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and expand his business

Ideals: Optimist, Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 2000 cp. 1 Breastplate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a tight fitting black shirt and pants. His hair is red and curly. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his brown eyes.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Robert took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up greataxe and armor he uses now. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Herbalist for the past few years.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Flaws: Terse, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Nature. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: This malnourished man is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Armorer. With bright golden hair and a scraggly beard. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Born in the south to a Armorer, Balimaar 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 Armorer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Armorer work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Fletcher; and expand his business

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Addict. Bonds: Poor, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.