Description: A middle-aged man, he tends to wear a tan poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt, and is pretty ugly. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide his balding. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Born to a Hunter, his mother struggled to pay the bills. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 900 gp. Red spinel (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears black painted combat armor at almost all times. His hair is long and black with streaks of chestnut, and is pulled back with small black clips. His beard is chestnut, braided, and well cared for. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: Soveliss is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: Soveliss was born the youngest of three triplets. 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 west. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Shoemaker and was forced into it by his family; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother

Ideals: Extrovert, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 110 pp. Chrysoprase (50 gp). Aquamarine (1200 gp). Violet garnet (1200 gp). Rose (50 gp).

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He very much looks the part of a Marshal, marred by sweets. His hair, while still mostly blonde, has prominent grey streaks. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Fivin grew up listening to his father's many stories. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). Some 3 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Fivin never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Job, In love, Adventurer. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 3000 sp.

Description: An older man who wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with brown lining and desert motifs, he is not a threatening figure. He has done his best to style his white hair to look like a famous performer. His half smiles and hazel eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: This man loves writing and to teach people writing more than just about anything. Riardon enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: Riardon was born with his mother's beautiful face. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Riardon has worked very hard to control his curse. He has never given up on his writing dream.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Hedonist, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 160 pp. Jet (130 gp). Fire opal (800 gp). Jade (130 gp). Black pearl (1500 gp). Malachite (14 gp). Coral (130 gp). Alexandrite (1500 gp).

Description: He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He carries with him a set of rapiers, each one with a opal on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His hair is long and silver with streaks of chestnut, and is pulled back with small pastel clips. His beard is chestnut, braided, and well cared for. His eyes are a pleasant amber.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Spice Merchant for the past few years.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 300 gp. Black pearl (1400 gp).