Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He has a long blonde beard with little hanging trinkets. His violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.

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 does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Born in the west to a Bowyer, Caeldrim learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. 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 Bowyer. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Bowyer for the past few years.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 800 gp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (300 gp). A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (10 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (500 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1800 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is lean but muscular and dresses well, wearing grey shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His hair, while still mostly black, has prominent grey streaks. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the north were limited. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 3000 gp. Alexandrite (1500 gp). Deep blue spinel (1500 gp). Violet garnet (1500 gp). Black pearl (1500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he wears skinny pants and wears a black and blue robe with the hood down. He has a long black beard with little hanging trinkets. His eyes are amber and catlike.

Personality: Thamior hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his dancing career. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. 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. He bought a monstrous two handed axe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Bonds: Nature, Poor. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 4000 gp. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty tan coat over it. His hair is long and white with streaks of blonde, and is pulled back with small tan clips. His beard is blonde, braided, and well cared for. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Vanuath will drive conversation. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of freemasons.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 1300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He likes to wear grey tank tops with green pants. His blonde hair has been sun bleached extensively. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A freak accident while working with his Laborer father left him crippled. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Soapmaker for hire.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away.

Flaws: Greedy, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 2000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.