Description: The dark-skinned man stands 4'9" and is wearing a long, brown cloak. He has a very tight haircut. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. 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 born several months after his father was called into army service. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Stableman work with an outfit from a few towns over. Stableman work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 12 years.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Military, Job. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty green coat over it. He is physically well-built. His hair, while still mostly chestnut, has prominent grey streaks. He has brown eyes and a green hat with a grey feather.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. 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: Nutae was born the youngest of three triplets. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Family, Rich. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 2000 gp. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a tattered pair of loose brown pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His blonde hair has been sun bleached extensively. This amber eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'3" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty black coat over it. His silver hair is singed and shortened. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Masseuse. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: Varis was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Masseuse. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and expand his business

Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Job, Has a crush, Poor. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 1000 gp. Old masterpiece painting (2200 gp).

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is dark but he possesses many black ritualistic tattoos. He wears a brown shirt, with a black mid length shorts with black tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His chestnut hair is unkempt and raggedy. His eyes are amber and beady.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He is very protective of his business, his home, and his spouse. He is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: Freshwater pearl (9 gp). Red-brown spinel (40 gp). Black star sapphire (1300 gp). 1 Minor magic item.