Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His blonde hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He has several tiny opal earrings on each ear.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: He was born into a rich family. One day when Don was young, his mother was sewing while trying to overcome the flu, when suddenly his mother dropped to the ground dead. His mother had died from a severe disease that was unknown to the village doctor. Don was heart-stricken from the event, and his father started working long hours to provde for them. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Don fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Human compassion; and doesn't want to be a apothecary and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Racist, PTSD. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Family. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 30000 cp.

Description: This man is well dressed, constantly wearing a white suit, green shirt, and white tie. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His brown hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. 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 tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. 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; and he is content

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 1000 gp. Alexandrite (1200 gp). White pearl (80 gp). Banded agate (4 gp). Fire opal (800 gp).

Description: He stands about 6'6" and typically wears red cloth garments or leather armor. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His golden hair is braided into rings. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. 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: Reynard lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Reynard fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He typically wears red cloth garments or leather armor. Sporting a silver mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His eyes are green.

Personality: Gerard speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. 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: He was born in the west. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Revenge; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Impeccable, Persistence. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies, Mentor. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 400 gp. Freshwater pearl (7 gp). Lapis lazuli (7 gp). Rock crystal (30 gp).

Description: A plain young-adult man, he is well dressed, constantly wearing a black suit, brown shirt, and tan tie. His blonde hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. 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 is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He worked as a nervous Doctor and found it very stressful. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and balancing his hectic life and new doctor responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy, Hedonist. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 100 gp. Citrine (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.