Description: A middle-aged man, he likes to wear ponchos typically of a light black in addition to tight pants, and is pretty ugly. He keeps his long black hair kept up in a rat tail. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.

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 is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. His first spouse was a Sculptor, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He was granted divine powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Sage and was forced into it by his family.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 400 gp. An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (100 gp). An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (100 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (400 gp).

Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He dresses in black turtlenecks beneath a brown coat with white slacks. His brown hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. His green 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 is a great chef.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Richard grew up listening to his mother's many stories. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Richard has worked very hard to control his curse. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 1600 sp.

Description: He wears a brown vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His black leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his brown boots flare out at the collars, and carries tridents. He is bald on top and has large auburn tufts of hair around his ears. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. 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 drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Lewis fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Depressed, Hedonist. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Small steel mirror. 1 Superior lock.

Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a red coat. His chestnut hair is smooth and relatively long. His eyes are likewise green.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He is an amazing painter.

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. Jocelyn was born on a far southern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Mercenary. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Opinionated, Gifted. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Holy water.

Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His hair is long and black with streaks of white, and is pulled back with small grey clips. His beard is white, braided, and well cared for. This hazel eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He comes from a rich southern family. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by goblins, and he desires to right it; and many goblins want him driven away

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 300 gp. Cloth of gold vestments (110 gp).