Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His red hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing writing.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. 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 Interpreter. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Job. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 5000 sp. Deep blue spinel (900 gp). Hematite (10 gp). Rhodochrosite (10 gp). Hematite (10 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His silver hair is knotted and matted. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. 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 drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature warhammer.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Joker, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 3000 gp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (500 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (500 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (500 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears just a white suit. He is an epitome of beauty. His long silver hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His gray eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: Ahvain 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. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Job. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His silver hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: Born in the west to a Gardener, Lamlis learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Gardener for the past few years.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Selfish. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: Gold music box (1000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp).

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep green leather and dull black iron scale mail. His black hair is matted, messy, and big. He has brown eyes.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His martial abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and elven compassion

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 2000 gp. Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.