Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He wears a feathered hat to hide his balding. His skin is flawless and his blue eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. 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 gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Rolen fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: Rock crystal (80 gp).

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He keeps his long chestnut hair kept up in a rat tail. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: He was born into a rich family. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Rich, Religious. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 300 gp. Alexandrite (1200 gp). Black opal (800 gp). Iolite (80 gp). Black opal (800 gp).

Description: He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He carries with him a set of monstrous two handed axes on his belt, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He keeps his long blonde hair kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are likewise blue.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Tharivol isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He got into the Fletcher business at a young age. In his youth he was a Slave Trader, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger brother on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. He became a Fletcher soon after.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Optimist. Flaws: PTSD, Fearful. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears brown trousers with yellow and brown striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His hair is auburn and very short. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his father. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Uthemar has worked very hard to control his curse. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Revenge; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 5000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a white costume with the symbols of luck on his torso. His auburn hair has been sun bleached extensively. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are brown.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: Ahvain was born with his mother's beautiful face. His first spouse was a Baker, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Baker they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Hunter, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and doesn't want to be a hunter and was forced into it by his family

Flaws: Antagonistic, Impulsive, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 600 gp. Alexandrite (500 gp). Red-brown spinel (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item.