Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He has moderate length black hair. 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 a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. 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: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his divine talents. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Lucan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Mercenary

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

Possessions: 4000 sp.

Description: This man stands a little under 4'10" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He prefers to wear flannel. He keeps his long golden hair kept up in a rat tail. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his violet eyes.

Personality: He hates gnolls. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. 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: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 30000 cp. Rich purple corundum (1500 gp). Red-brown spinel (60 gp). Black pearl (400 gp). Golden pearl (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a yellow cloak and cross-gartered grey stockings. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He wears his blonde hair up. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Nim fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Sailor; and to settle down with his crush

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Bonds: Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 1400 gp. Deep blue spinel (900 gp). Alexandrite (900 gp). Aquamarine (900 gp). Iolite (80 gp).

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his greataxe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He wears a colorful flower in his auburn hair. His half smiles and green eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Fivin was born on a far southern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Locksmith. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Many illithids want him driven away.

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 1300 gp. Obsidian (10 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy blonde hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Adran's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. 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 Fortune-teller. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.