Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a simple grey robe with blue stripes complete with hood. His red hair is lengthy. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gray.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. He worked as a nervous Slave Trader and found it very stressful. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by gnolls. Nim was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the gnolls.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Athletic, Passionate, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Enemies, Job. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears an entirely green suit with pastel socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his club, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. His golden hair is still thick. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.

Ideals: Gifted, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 800 gp. White opal (600 gp). Obsidian (6 gp). Azurite (6 gp). Freshwater pearl (6 gp). Banded agate (6 gp).

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears bulky yellow painted plate armor. His black hair is smooth and relatively long. He has a dull look in his amber eyes.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Tailor but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Born in the east to a Tailor, Dayereth learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. A serious injury left his father unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm father. He's also a talented Junk Dealer, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Athletic, Pacifist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, Debt. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 700 gp. Amethyst (60 gp). Alexandrite (600 gp). Moss agate (11 gp).

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His chestnut hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. 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: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He has a missing left arm. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His moppish black hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. In his 13th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he feels threatened by others

Flaws: Insane, Shy, Fearful. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: Hematite (10 gp). Deep blue spinel (1200 gp). Onyx (40 gp).