Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His auburn hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He was born in the west. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Brewer for the past few years.

Motivation: He is content; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature, Job, Rich. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 1800 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). Solid gold idol (400 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. He carries with him a set of shields, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. Sporting a black mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Suhnae hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Suhnae is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Gifted from a young age, Suhnae studied abroad. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his martial talents. He was granted martial powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic, Justice, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (300 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (1000 gp). A silver and pearl hairclip (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Standing 5'3", this man wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His golden hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He has several tiny emerald earrings on each ear.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Galinndan embodies much of what other species detest in the Elves. He works hard and plays hard.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Antagonistic, Hedonist. Bonds: Rich, Slave. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his greataxe, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. His brown hair, when down, is lengthy. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady amber eyes.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. A true patriot, Galinndan would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when drow swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to drow demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Many drow want him driven away; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by drow, and he desires to right it

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Military, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 1800 gp. A delicate brass dragon egg (10 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (100 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light violet in addition to tight pants. With bright auburn hair and a scraggly beard. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes goblins are coming to abduct people. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Thervan was born the youngest of three triplets. The family's rival house kidnapped his sister with the intent that his sister marry their son to gain control of contested properties. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Tailor they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Bookbinder, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and many goblins want him driven away

Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Family, Job. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 600 gp. Chalcedony (80 gp). Jasper (80 gp). Tourmaline (50 gp). Amethyst (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.