Description: An older man who wears white leather gloves, a white jacket, and tight pants, he is not a threatening figure. His chestnut hair is greasy and uncared for. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady green eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He got into the Soapmaker business at a young age. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Varis took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up scimitar and armor he uses now. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Varis fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 6000 sp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears just a grey suit. His white hair is knotted and matted. His violet eyes are passionate and lively.

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. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: Aust was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC.

Flaws: Emotional, Insane. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 600 gp. Obsidian (13 gp). Amethyst (110 gp). Banded agate (13 gp). Alexandrite (1600 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 5'4" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears a yellow vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His grey leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his yellow boots flare out at the collars. He has wavy silver hair. His green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Bowyer. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and expand his business

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Slave. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 3000 gp. An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (70 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (800 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (6000 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (800 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (800 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1800 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (800 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1800 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (170 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1800 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: Standing 5'2", this man prefers to wear grey pants and tee shirts. His hair is long and blonde with streaks of auburn, and is pulled back with small grey clips. His beard is auburn, braided, and well cared for. His fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Barkeep. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: Hadarai was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Hadarai was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Hadarai decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. Recently the stress of being a Barkeep has made it difficult for him to sleep.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac, Insane. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: Moonstone (20 gp). Banded agate (8 gp). Sardonyx (20 gp). Blue quartz (8 gp). Bloodstone (20 gp). Obsidian (8 gp). Red spinel (110 gp). Blue quartz (8 gp). Chalcedony (20 gp). Moss agate (8 gp).

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a black costume with the symbols of strength on his torso. His head has been shaved. His ears are large.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of orcs may trigger it at times.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 400 pp. Old masterpiece painting (2000 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item.