Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a grey Stetson hat and grey clothes. His brown hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. His brown eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. 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. Dustin fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and expand his business

Ideals: Joker, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 500 sp. 1 Antitoxin. 2 Smokesticks.

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized brown coat. He carries with him a set of glaives, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His hair, while still mostly red, has prominent grey streaks. His eyes are blue.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: Everard was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Marshal hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Everard fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To end his boredom.

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 18000 cp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His red hair and beard is wavy and long. His brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. At a young age his father died while driving off some drow. His mother being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in quarterstaff use. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Silk rope.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He keeps his blonde hair in a flapper bob. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: He got into the Fortune-teller business at a young age. He worked as a nervous Fortune-teller and found it very stressful. He has achieved small success as a Fortune-teller.

Motivation: To be a Dyer again; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Rich, Guardian, Job. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 3000 sp.

Description: He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He carries a battered nunchaku and tarnished shield as well. His long golden hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. 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: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 200 gp.