Description: He is a husky man, who wears skinny pants and wears a grey and black robe with the hood down. His long auburn hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes goblins are coming to abduct people. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: Rael 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. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. Being a Apothecary kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He wants revenge against goblins; and revenge

Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Criminal record, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is dark but he possesses many grey ritualistic tattoos. He is renowned for his bright black suits and hats. His tied-back hair is white. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Armorer born in the past three hundred years. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Armorer business.

History: He comes from a rich southern family. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Armorer for the past few years.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Persistence. Bonds: Job, Rich, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: Rock crystal (20 gp).

Description: 4'11" and muscular, this western man wears white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a scimitar, but if one is not available he will default to his greatsword. His red hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Mundane. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 1000 sp. Sard (80 gp). Alexandrite (1600 gp). Onyx (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is dark but he possesses many yellow ritualistic tattoos. He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He has golden hair. He has gleaming, smiling brown eyes.

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. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was born in a small plains village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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. Gennal took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up shortspear and armor he uses now. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To protect his home; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Guardian. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 7000 sp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 5'5". He is well dressed, constantly wearing a blue suit, red shirt, and black tie, and his gloved hand is found clutching a crossbow. He has shaved his head bald. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady green eyes.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Koeth 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. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 700 gp.