Description: This man wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His chestnut hair is braided into rings. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Mason who has hired him part-time. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when brigands swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He took after his mother in leading caravans. Because they were valued, his mother taught him to defend himself. When his mother died while fighting brigands, the young Adran began to lead the lost caravan. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and wants a kiss

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Logical. Bonds: Has a crush, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 6000 sp. Alexandrite (800 gp). Tourmaline (70 gp).

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He tends to wear a grey poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His white hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: When he was but 5 years old his parents immigrated from the south. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Miller for the past few years.

Motivation: To be a Healer again.

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 6000 gp. Gold music box (4000 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1700 gp). Solid gold idol (600 gp). Jeweled anklet (4000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a yellow tunic with green highlights, and long blue pants that bunch up around his shoes. His chestnut hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: He was born in a small desert village. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. 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: Money/treasure; and to settle down with his crush

Ideals: Athletic, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Has a crush, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 600 gp. Alexandrite (300 gp). Jasper (50 gp). Coral (90 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears skinny pants and wears a blue and white robe with the hood down. With bright silver hair and a scraggly beard. His ears are large.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing dancing.

History: Efferil was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Unemployed for hire.

Motivation: To be a Courier again.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: This late middle aged man is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior and is in decent physical shape. He has a golden handlebar mustache and slicked back golden hair. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. During his travels, Tharivol and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Tharivol discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Tharivol fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 4000 sp.