Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He wears his blonde hair up in a very large beehive style do. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. 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. Rolf fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Impeccable. Bonds: Family, Poor. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 20000 cp.

Description: This man typically wears brown cloth garments or leather armor. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His golden hair, when down, is lengthy. He has several tiny jet earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. As a young child he wandered into the woods despite his mother's warnings against it. Afterwards he claimed he had encountered goblins who tried to eat his hand. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire.

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Has a crush, Enemies. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 1000 sp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'0" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His head has been shaved. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Adventurer. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 900 sp. 1 Banded mail. 1 Buckler.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a tight fitting grey shirt and pants. He has no hair. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He's also a talented Courier, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: To be a Courier again; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature, Job. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a tan costume with the symbols of his god on his torso. His white hair is knotted and matted. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he seems to be bored by most things

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Impulsive, Mundane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: Chrysoberyl (50 gp). Jet (50 gp). Chrysoberyl (50 gp).