Description: The light-skinned man stands 5'0" and wears a fancy brown suit. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Weaver born in the past three hundred years. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: The child of a Bricklayer, who enjoyed hunting, Rolen was taken on many hunting expeditions. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He tends to his Weaver job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Nature, Religious, Slave. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 600 gp. Banded agate (12 gp).

Description: This man wears a tattered pair of loose brown pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His silver hair is greasy and uncared for. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Glassblower hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and a strong sense of loyalty to elven people

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Racist, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears tattered old clothes. He has a auburn handlebar mustache and slicked back auburn hair. He has green eyes and a red hat with a yellow feather.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north; and he wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Secretive. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 1200 gp.

Description: He has a missing left arm. He wears a brown vest and prefers green and black shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He keeps his white hair in a pixie cut. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: Born in the south to a Servant, Paelias learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Servant work with an outfit from a few towns over. Servant work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 600 gp. Malachite (13 gp). Malachite (13 gp).

Description: He wears an entirely black suit with tan socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He carries with him a set of sickles on his belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. He has no hair. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Naill fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Addict. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 10000 cp.