Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He sports a flattop hair cut. His eyes are hazel and beady.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Mayor profession.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Slave Trader work with an outfit from a few towns over. Slave Trader work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He struck the Slave Trader job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Terse. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a red armored body suit, with a simple brown line shooting up and back down. His long chestnut hair reaches down to his waist. His brown eyes peer out from beneath his broad red hat.

Personality: He hates Humans with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. Recently the stress of being a Crown-heir has made it difficult for him to sleep.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His blonde hair is still thick. He has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. 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: He is a Deep Scion in disguise. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Bonds: Rich, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: This man wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a white coat, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His black hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. He has green eyes and a white hat with a yellow feather.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. 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 comes from a rich northern family. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and a deep hatred of goblins

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Guardian, Enemies, Rich, In love. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: An older man who wears grey trousers with green and brown striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts, he is not a threatening figure. He has shaved his head bald. His blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. 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: Clerebold was born with his father's beautiful face. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Adventurer, Attractive, Military, Job. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork manacles. 1 Healer’s kit. 1 Disguise kit.