Description: 6'6" and muscular, this northern man wears a red shirt with thin violet vertical stripes and red pants. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. 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, Diggory is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Diggory was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Fighter, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Fighter in service of a powerful lord somewhere. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Bowyer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Athletic, Joker, Justice. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Heavy steel shield. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears dull grey sweaters, loose tan pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed hammer, just in case. His chestnut hair is smooth and relatively long. This blue eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: Born to a Fisher, his father struggled to pay the bills. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: A deep hatred of drow; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 41000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: With white face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a trident on his belt. He wears his auburn hair down. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady amber eyes.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Barkeep arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Hubert fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Insomniac. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears dark leathers with embroidery. His white hair is lengthy. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Lewis is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: The child of a Bowyer, who enjoyed hunting, Lewis was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Lewis took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up warhammer and armor he uses now. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Extrovert, Artistic. Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 26000 sp. Red garnet (140 gp). Azurite (7 gp). Red spinel (140 gp). Moonstone (60 gp).

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a tattered pair of loose pastel pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His blonde hair is smooth and relatively long. His eyes are violet and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: Lewis was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Fighter, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Fighter in service of a powerful lord somewhere. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Architect. He struck the Architect job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 23000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.