Description: An older man who is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times, he is not a threatening figure. His auburn hair is braided into rings. His amber eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed black hat.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: Everard was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Spice Merchant hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Sellsword. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Poor, Has a crush. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 400 gp. Chrysoprase (80 gp).

Description: He prefers to wear flannel. His auburn hair is thinning but still full. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Hunter but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Clerebold was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Paladin, 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 Paladin in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Joker, Pacifist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 300 gp. Onyx (50 gp). Rhodochrosite (15 gp).

Description: He stands about 5'9" and wears a green costume with the symbols of death on his torso. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His hair is white and curly. His skin is flawless and his blue eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He hates drow. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. 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: He was born on a small isolated farm. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Balimaar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Revenge.

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears a blue cloak and cross-gartered black stockings. His black hair is heavily combed to the right. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He's also a talented Locksmith, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This late middle aged man wears rags and sports a simple walking cane and is in decent physical shape. His brown hair is lengthy. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Bricklayer born in the past three hundred years. A friendly and beautiful Human, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: Born to a Knight, his father struggled to pay the bills. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Human conditions. In the meantime he has taken over work as a Bricklayer and occasionally as a mercenary.

Motivation: To be a Knight again; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Poor, Job, Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 20000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.