Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He dresses like a well dressed Bellfounder does. His golden hair, when down, is lengthy. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Drogo hails from a village terrorized by brigands. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Bellfounder work with an outfit from a few towns over. Bellfounder work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Many brigands want him driven away; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and he desires to right it

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Insane. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He is wearing a tight tan one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His blonde hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines brown.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: White opal (800 gp). Alexandrite (1100 gp). Rose (60 gp). Sard (60 gp).

Description: He stands about 5'10" and wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His red hair has been sun bleached extensively. His skin is flawless and his brown eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of goblins may trigger it at times.

History: Rolf was born with his mother's beautiful face. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to goblins demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'3" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He sports a long brown beard, and similarly colored long hair. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. 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. Everard liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He has worked as a Sellsword like his father before him.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Everburning torch.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'5" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He tends to wear a tan poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His hair, while still mostly chestnut, has prominent grey streaks. His eyes are likewise gray.

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 lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: The child of a Barber, who enjoyed hunting, Theobald was taken on many hunting expeditions. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He bought a greataxe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and he has a crush on the local barber

Flaws: Shy, Impulsive. Bonds: Nature, Religious, Has a crush. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 300 gp.