Description: He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His hair is short and auburn. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Impeccable, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Religious. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. Amber (150 gp). Fire opal (600 gp). Aquamarine (600 gp). Lapis lazuli (4 gp). Rock crystal (50 gp). Obsidian (4 gp). Freshwater pearl (4 gp). Zircon (50 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. Sporting a blonde mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He always admired psionic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Arannis fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Joker, Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Standing 4'9", this man wears a violet tunic with brown highlights, and long black pants that bunch up around his shoes. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy brown hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: Expand his business; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Criminal record, Immigrant, Guardian, Job. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Red garnet (90 gp). Blue sapphire (500 gp). Jet (90 gp).

Description: He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with grey colored cloaks and clothing. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his shortbow, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a card on it. His red hair and beard is wavy and long. His hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Thervan hails from a village terrorized by giants. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Bellfounder. 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 giants, and he desires to right it; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Professionalism. Bonds: Job, Enemies, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An older man who is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest, he is not a threatening figure. His brown hair is heavily combed to the left. His brown eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He has achieved small success as a Barkeep.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Hedonist, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 13000 sp.