Description: This eastern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His auburn hair is singed and shortened. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Banker born in the past three hundred years. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when goblins swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. 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 Banker. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Many goblins want him driven away; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 900 gp. Blue quartz (6 gp). Onyx (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'0" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His hair is brown and curly. His eyes are amber and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: Born in the north to a Fletcher, Dreali learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Fletcher hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

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

Ideals: Opinionated. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Job, Poor. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 160 pp.

Description: The light-skinned man stands 4'10" and is dressed in an above average manner. His golden hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: Adran was born with his father's beautiful face. Ostracized due to the divine powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 5000 gp. Solid gold idol (500 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (180 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (700 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (180 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (180 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (700 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (180 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He tends to wear a green poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly morningstars and crossbows. His black hair is matted, messy, and big. His face is scarred and worn.

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. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. Being a Miller 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 possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 3000 sp. Golden yellow topaz (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He wears a black cloak and cross-gartered green stockings. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He has shaved his head bald. His brown eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Gifted from a young age, Theren studied abroad. Being born in the east, 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 east 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 north. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Professionalism, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave, Family. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: Just what you see.