Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'8" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears professional attire. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: He got into the Mayor business at a young age. His mother worked until he suffered an accident while they were digging through a hill for a new route. He had to support his now crippled mother and took his mother's old job. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

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

Ideals: Optimist, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Family. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 200 gp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a red coat over a brown low-cut shirt, and a broad hat upon his head. His hair is brown and curly. His ears are large.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Tharivol will drive conversation. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Courier but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Tharivol was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Extrovert, Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 1200 gp. White pearl (90 gp). Sardonyx (70 gp). Eye agate (6 gp). Alexandrite (1400 gp).

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. His brown hair is smooth and relatively long. His half smiles and violet eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To be a Spice Merchant again; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Mentor. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 11000 sp. Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (170 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This malnourished man is wearing a long, yellow cloak. His hair is white and curly. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Thamior took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up glaive and armor he uses now. He tends to his Body Guard job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Shy, Racist. Bonds: Poor, Nature, Job. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 210 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This late middle aged man wears dull brown sweaters, loose grey pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed crossbow, just in case and is in decent physical shape. His silver hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Caeldrim 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. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Addict, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 3000 sp.