Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look, marred by sweets. He keeps his white hair in a flapper bob. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes goblins are coming to abduct people. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Himo took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up pickaxe and armor he uses now. He bought a pickaxe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To be a Layabout again; and 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

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Criminal record, Nature, Job. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a tan vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His black leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his tan boots flare out at the collars. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly axes and pickaxes. His blonde hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was born in a small forest village. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal.

Flaws: Shy, Addict. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature, Job. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 2800 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He dresses like a well dressed Marshal does. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His auburn hair has been sun bleached extensively. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Gennal speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Gennal was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Marshal work with an outfit from a few towns over. Marshal work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Marshal for the past few years.

Motivation: To be a Architect again; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Slave, Immigrant. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 50 pp. Deep green spinel (60 gp). Freshwater pearl (8 gp).

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His hair is long and red with streaks of white, and is pulled back with small tan clips. His beard is white, braided, and well cared for. His gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. 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: Berrian was born with his father's beautiful face. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Elven compassion; and a strong sense of loyalty to elven people

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Addict, Racist. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 500 gp. Zircon (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he prefers to wear blue clothing when he does not wear armor. His blonde hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. 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: Elven compassion; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Persistence, Professionalism. Flaws: Mundane, Racist. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 800 gp. Jeweled anklet (3000 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (50 gp).