Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. Sporting a golden mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He takes great joy in being the best Apothecary in town.

History: He got into the Apothecary business at a young age. His childhood dream was to be a Dyer, but he was a colossal failure. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son; and to be a dyer again

Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Job, Family. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty black coat over it. He has done his best to style his white hair to look like a famous performer. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He is content; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Mundane. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He wears bulky black painted plate armor. He is physically well-built. He wears a colorful flower in his red hair. His gray eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Raer isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of dire rats may trigger it at times.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. Some 10 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Raer never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and he desires to right it; and many dire rats want him driven away

Ideals: Impeccable, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, In love. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: Banded agate (10 gp). Fire opal (1400 gp). Obsidian (10 gp). Moss agate (10 gp). Pink pearl (160 gp). Sardonyx (60 gp). Golden pearl (160 gp). Eye agate (10 gp). Deep green spinel (160 gp). Blue sapphire (1400 gp). Jet (160 gp). Chrysoberyl (160 gp). Pink pearl (160 gp). Moss agate (10 gp). Eye agate (10 gp). Moss agate (10 gp). Golden yellow topaz (700 gp). Chrysoberyl (160 gp). 1 Medium magic item. 1 Medium magic item. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He wears dark leathers with embroidery. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. He keeps his golden hair in a flapper bob. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. He worked as a nervous Ploughman and found it very stressful. He has worked as a Ploughman like his father before him.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Nature, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Raspy

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

Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He has done his best to style his chestnut hair to look like a famous performer. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Gennal liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Addict, Disease, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Old thin voice

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