Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a black small hat and black clothes. With bright blonde hair and a scraggly beard. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His childhood dream was to be a Barkeep, but he was a colossal failure. He tends to his Server job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Athletic, Logical, Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Server

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 2000 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (700 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1400 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (110 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he is well dressed, constantly wearing a grey suit, blue shirt, and black tie. His red hair is thinning but still full. He has several tiny amber earrings on each ear.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. 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 knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Opinionated, Fighting. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Spy

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 2200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He prefers to wear blue pants and tee shirts. He has a long brown beard with little hanging trinkets. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Thervan was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 900 gp. Malachite (13 gp). Deep blue spinel (200 gp). Onyx (30 gp). Sardonyx (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 5'1" and muscular, this southern man wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He has done his best to style his white hair to look like a famous performer. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He got into the Fletcher business at a young age. Rolen 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 tends to his Fletcher job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to be a barber again

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Job, Nature. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 6000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He has a white handlebar mustache and slicked back white hair. His eyes are violet and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He was born in a small plains village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Erdan took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up sword and armor he uses now. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 14 years.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Emotional, Shy. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 17000 sp. Carnelian (80 gp). Obsidian (6 gp).