Description: He wears a brown shirt, with a green mid length shorts with green tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them, and he perpetually has his sword ready. His tied-back hair is brown. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

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. 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 daughter.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. William took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up sword and armor he uses now. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Performer they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Cartwright, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and an old rival family wants him found

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

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Heavy steel shield. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a blue tunic with black highlights, and long white pants that bunch up around his shoes. His auburn hair has been sun bleached extensively. He has gray eyes.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Guard work with an outfit from a few towns over. Guard work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Guard.

Motivation: To be a Barkeep again.

Ideals: Impeccable, Extrovert. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 600 gp. Azurite (4 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His brown hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. His skin is flawless and his violet eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Spice Merchant profession.

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 illithids 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: Expand his business; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Job. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 300 gp. Onyx (30 gp). Golden pearl (140 gp).

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a tight fitting brown shirt and pants. Sporting a golden mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Laborer. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He became a Laborer soon after.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Religious, Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 1200 sp.

Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He wears pastel leather gloves, a pastel jacket, and tight pants. His red hair is matted, messy, and big. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady violet eyes.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He is a great chef.

History: Drogo 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. His arcane abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 300 gp. Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (500 gp).