Description: He wears brown trousers with black and brown striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He has styled his black hair well, parting it to the left. His amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Adventurer, Military, Family. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 1000 pp. Silver comb with moonstones (500 gp). Jeweled gold crown (6000 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1100 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (5000 gp).

Description: This dark-skinned male dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His white hair is lengthy. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Merchant. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Adran was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. When Adran reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Merchant responsibilities is difficult; and sabotage a competitor

Bonds: Attractive, Job, Rich, Mentor, Military. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He stands about 4'8" and wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His hair is short and white. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Born in the west to a Unemployed, Riardon learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered west to less war torn lands. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful, PTSD. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 100 pp.

Description: This southern man wears blue leather gloves, a blue jacket, and tight pants. His clothes are grease stained in places. His hair is chestnut and curly. He has brown eyes and a blue hat with a brown feather.

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 is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: The child of a Shipwright, who enjoyed hunting, Uthemar was taken on many hunting expeditions. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 1000 gp. Smoky quartz (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He carries with him a set of hand crossbows on his belt, each one with a topaz on the hilt. With bright auburn hair and a scraggly beard. His half smiles and gray eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. 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, Tharivol is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted, Justice, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.