Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'5" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a black coat over a blue low-cut shirt, and a wide-brimmed hat upon his head. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide his balding. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. 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: He comes from a rich western family. 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 routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Job, Rich, Military. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 1300 gp. Blue quartz (14 gp).

Description: He prefers to wear green pants and tee shirts. His hair is silver, silky, and of moderate length. His half smiles and amber eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: Efferil hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his singing career. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. 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 has never given up on his singing dream.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear.

Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 500 gp. Carnelian (80 gp). Banded agate (15 gp). Deep blue spinel (900 gp). White pearl (130 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (15 gp).

Description: This man wears white painted combat armor at almost all times, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to cover his moderate length red hair. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. 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. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Berrian 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 to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane, Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 4000 sp. Jet (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This fat northern man has a bulbous nose and is wearing a long, white, dusty cloak. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His black hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines hazel.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Mercenary. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Galinndan has worked very hard to control his curse. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Mercenary for hire.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Ugly, Secretive, Disease, Greedy. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 3200 gp. Aquamarine (700 gp). Hematite (15 gp). Red-brown spinel (100 gp). Jasper (80 gp). Rhodochrosite (15 gp). Obsidian (15 gp). Violet garnet (700 gp). Violet garnet (700 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He stands about 5'5" and is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His chestnut hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Adran will drive conversation. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Adran was born on a far southern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Herbalist. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Herbalist responsibilities is difficult; and to be a server again

Ideals: Extrovert. Bonds: Job, Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 1000 gp. Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (800 gp). Solid gold idol (800 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.