Description: This fat southern man has a bulbous nose and wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a blue coat. His skin is also unnaturally pale. He wears a Stetson hat to hide his balding. His amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He hates goblins. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. Arnold enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: He got into the Herbalist business at a young age. His parents were killed by goblins in a raid when he was still a young child. The goblins captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. He struck the Herbalist job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and expand his business

Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Enemies, Job, Military. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears tattered old clothes. He has a very tight haircut. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is a Cartwright first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the south were limited. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Cartwright.

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

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 1200 sp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He wears blue robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a warhammer, but if one is not available he will default to his mace, marred by chocolates. His hair is golden and curly. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Trym is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Many giants want him driven away.

Ideals: Joker, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: This late middle aged man likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather and is in decent physical shape. He wears a broad hat to cover his moderate length red hair. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: Born in the west to a Weaver, Ralf learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He tends to his Weaver job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: To be a Carpenter again.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 50 pp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'3" when asserting himself. His red hair is lengthy. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when illithids swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. At a young age his father died while driving off some illithids. His mother being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in scimitar use. 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. Trym fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: A deep hatred of illithids.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 200 gp.