Description: This slender man stands about 4'9". He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His chestnut hair is smooth and relatively long. His green eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Paelias was born with his father's beautiful face. 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 Cartwright. He has achieved small success as a Cartwright.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 2000 gp. Rich purple corundum (1200 gp). Silver pearl (70 gp). Obsidian (4 gp).

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears dull black sweaters, loose violet pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed sickle, just in case. He has moderate length red hair. He has several tiny sapphire earrings on each ear.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is a great chef.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Koeth took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sickle and armor he uses now. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

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

Ideals: Gifted, Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 4000 gp. Onyx (50 gp). Moonstone (50 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (500 gp). Golden yellow topaz (800 gp). Chrysoprase (50 gp). Black pearl (800 gp). Star ruby (500 gp). Alexandrite (800 gp).

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition, and is pretty ugly. His long white hair reaches down to his waist. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of drow may trigger it at times.

History: The child of a Mercenary, who enjoyed hunting, Lucan was taken on many hunting expeditions. His parents were killed by drow in a raid when he was still a young child. The drow captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to drow demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: A deep hatred of drow.

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 1200 gp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He sports a long white beard, and similarly colored long hair. This hazel eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. Tharivol is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his sisters into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: His druidic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. After coming to the age of reason, Tharivol took it upon himself to study the druidic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage.

Ideals: Professionalism, Gifted. Bonds: Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 300 gp. Alexandrite (800 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His auburn hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Roofer. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He takes great joy in being the best Roofer in town.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. 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 Roofer. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 5 years.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: Red-brown spinel (110 gp).