Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His chestnut hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes drow are coming to abduct people. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing dancing.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. Like his father and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Merchant. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 200 gp. Deep green spinel (140 gp).

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. His blonde hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Everard grew up listening to his mother's many stories. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He wears blue robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a trident, but if one is not available he will default to his spear. His black hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.

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. His parents enrolled him in a Fighter school at a young age so that he could practice his martial talents. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Family, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: This man wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a falchion on his belt, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His golden hair is lengthy. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Born in the west to a Farmer, Hubert learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. After coming to the age of reason, Hubert took it upon himself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He has achieved small success as a Farmer.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 400 gp. Chalcedony (30 gp).

Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose brown pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He carries a battered whip and tarnished sai as well. His tied-back hair is red. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady blue eyes.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Drogo embodies much of what other species detest in the Humans. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Drogo 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. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Drogo fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: Just what you see.