Description: An older man who wears a pastel shirt, with a brown mid length shorts with brown tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them, he is not a threatening figure. He wears his blonde hair up. He has hazel eyes and a pastel hat with a brown feather.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Human activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Human doctor. 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. Lewis fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Philantrophist, Entrepeneur, Fighting. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 1900 sp.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His hair is cut close to his head. His eyes are gray.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. 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: Money/treasure; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Flaws: Impulsive, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 3000 sp.

Description: He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His black hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Roofer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and to find somewhere to settle down

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Hedonist. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 1800 sp. White opal (400 gp). Jet (120 gp). Golden pearl (120 gp).

Description: He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents, and he perpetually has his ceremonial dagger ready. He has a very tight haircut. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

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. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for 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. Balimaar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork studded leather. 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a black shirt, with a brown mid length shorts with brown tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. With a patchy auburn beard and wild auburn hair. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. A true patriot, Dustin would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He worked as a nervous Banker and found it very stressful. 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: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Military, Job, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Half-Plate.