Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he prefers to wear flannel. His auburn hair, when down, is lengthy. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: Eiravel lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Being born in the north, 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 north 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. He has worked as a Sellsword like his father before him.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north; and to unite with his brother

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 500 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp).

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is typically in his Roofer uniform. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Fivin was born on a far western desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Roofer. He struck the Roofer job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and to be a spice merchant again

Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Job, Has a crush, Immigrant. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 8000 sp. Moss agate (12 gp). Jasper (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man stands a little under 4'8" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a red tunic with brown highlights, and long white pants that bunch up around his shoes. He has black hair. His eyes are brown.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Enialis was raised in a hard working conservative environment. 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 Scribe. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and he wants revenge against goblins

Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Guardian, Job, Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 260 pp.

Description: This man is very fat, and wears a tattered pair of loose brown pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He is bald on top and has large black tufts of hair around his ears. He has violet eyes.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Dyer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 7000 sp. Carnelian (30 gp). Carnelian (30 gp). Moonstone (30 gp).

Description: This slender man stands about 5'2". He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His long blonde hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A freak accident while working with his Tailor father left him crippled. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by gnolls. Thervan was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the gnolls.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Flaws: Terse, Insomniac, Disease. Bonds: Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 2000 gp.