Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty brown coat over it. His black hair is smooth and relatively long. His eyes are amber and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He comes from a rich southern family. 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 tends to his Marshal job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 800 pp. Deep blue spinel (1100 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1100 gp).

Description: He wears a grey coat over a yellow low-cut shirt, and a broad hat upon his head. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His white hair is smooth and relatively long. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.

History: He got into the Fletcher business at a young age. His childhood dream was to be a Detective, but he was a colossal failure. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable.

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Family, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: Amber (110 gp). Deep blue spinel (300 gp). Zircon (20 gp).

Description: He very much looks the part of a Farmer. He has done his best to style his blonde hair to look like a famous performer. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 35. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He has achieved small success as a Farmer.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Slave. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 700 pp. Rich purple corundum (400 gp). Peridot (40 gp). Moonstone (40 gp). Carnelian (40 gp). Onyx (40 gp). Deep blue spinel (1400 gp). Violet garnet (1400 gp). Malachite (10 gp). Chrysoberyl (150 gp). Rich purple corundum (400 gp). Peridot (40 gp). Aquamarine (1400 gp). Zircon (40 gp). Malachite (10 gp). Bloodstone (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He has a missing left leg. He wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a axe on his belt. His black hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. 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 hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Insomniac, Impulsive. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 100000 cp. Silver comb with moonstones (700 gp). Solid gold idol (1200 gp).

Description: 4'9" and muscular, this northern man wears a worn and beaten armor. He has wavy black hair. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Born to a Herbalist, his mother struggled to pay the bills. A freak accident while working with his Herbalist mother left him crippled. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Paelias fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting, Professionalism. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 12000 sp. Smoky quartz (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.