Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light grey in addition to tight pants. His silver hair is matted, messy, and big. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

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. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Naeris was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Naeris decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: 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; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 2300 gp. Violet garnet (400 gp). Obsidian (8 gp).

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His white hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. 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: Wants to open a new tavern; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 120 pp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He is typically in his Mortician uniform. His silver hair is unkempt and raggedy. His blue eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 79. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Aelar was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Aelar was born on a far southern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Mortician. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He prefers to wear brown clothing when he does not wear armor. He is an epitome of beauty. He wears his blonde hair down. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Hadarai was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He has worked as a Barber like his father before him.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Roofer; and he would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Professionalism, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A 4'9" western man, he wears bulky blue painted plate armor. He wears a Stetson hat to hide his balding. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Ivellios hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his singing career. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He has had some formal singing training, and achieved minor success. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Artistic, Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Impulsive, Mundane. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 900 gp.