Description: He dresses well, wearing white shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He carries with him a set of scimitars, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He wears a Stetson hat to hide his balding. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Naeris was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Naeris fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and expand his business

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: He is dressed in an above average manner. He carries a battered quarterstaff and tarnished ceremonial dagger as well. His red hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Riardon fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He very much looks the part of a Barkeep. His silver hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. A friendly and beautiful Elf, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He was granted druidic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 2000 sp. Black pearl (600 gp). Sard (50 gp). Deep green spinel (150 gp). Rock crystal (50 gp). Sardonyx (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination, and he perpetually has his sai ready. His blonde hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Miner. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Nim 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. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Miner work with an outfit from a few towns over. Miner work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 6 years.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Job, Religious, Poor. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 1900 gp.

Description: He is dressed in an above average manner. He sports a flattop hair cut. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When Uthemar reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. Being a Doctor 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: A rival would like him out of the picture; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 1000 gp. Emerald (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.